Only people she wants to shoot call her Neena (![]() ![]() @ 2008-10-20 16:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | domino |
Who: Cable and Domino
What: Taking up old business again
Where: Their ship
When: October 20th
Warnings: tl;dr.
Domino was irritated. Nate had been spending the entire morning in the computer room, and his excitement was nearly a visible thing. She was already irritated because of how her body was acting, but this added on top was simply too much.
She knew there were very few things that would keep Nate glued to the screen like that, and none of them were good for the status quo. She took a drink of her tea and sighed, figuring she might as well give in to the inevitable.
She padded into the computer room, knocking softly before she walked in.
He turned and smiled softly, eyes weary, but excited.
“Hello, Dom. How are you feeling?”
He had spent time checking and re-checking things. He had verified almost 15 of the computer’s prediction’s variables and was sure, now, their data was reliable.
She sighed, setting her mug someplace where it wouldn’t spill, and rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m alright. Bored. You okay?”
She eyed the screen, for a moment, and then turned to her partner. “You’ve been in here since I woke up.”
Half an hour ago, but he looked like he’d been there longer.
He smiled at her and nodded.
“I’ve been working on the data, and it finally spit out results. How bored are you?”
“Bored enough to entertain what you’re about to suggest.”
Despite her disapproval of his resuming his previous work, since he was going to do it anyway, she might as well go along for the ride.
She grabbed her tea and settled in a chair close to his, groaning as she sat. “I’ve been up less than an hour and I’m already sore.”
She hoped she was up for whatever her had in mind.
He touched her face.
“Are you sure? I will not start it again if you don’t want to.”
His hand pressed a button on the computer and a dialog box popped up.
Delete files?
He turned to her, eyes on her.
“You are, and always will be more important to me.”
She shrugged. “You need to do what you feel is right, Nate. I might not have the best track record for staying put, and doing things that don’t directly benefit me, but I don’t see any reason that should stop you from doing what you think you need to do.”
She sighed. “What do you want to do? I know you’re as bored as I am. This world is quiet, peaceful. I’d like to see it stay that way.”
Honestly, she had no idea what to say. Did this world need Cable the way the other world had? Had the other world even needed Cable the way he’d thought they did? She just didn’t have the answers. “Will you regret not doing this?”
He nodded.
“I have managed to confirm a list of people who will, within the next few weeks, do very bad things. Some of them have started already.”
He called one file up.
“This young man is a new mutant, who will manifest soon, and his powers, to absorb and emit emotions will explode in the middle of a packed game, where thousands will die, unless we intervene”
Another file.
“In the middle east, a dark figure called the Commander is somehow leading a force of people with no talent or firepower to victory and destroying both lives and natural resources, wreaking havoc across the region. This shows us where to find him, and where to stop him…”
He turned to her again.
“And that is just the start.”
She sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “Alright. And the big picture of all this is?”
She would help, and try to keep her complaints to a minimum. Cable without a purpose wasn’t nearly as full of life as Cable with a purpose. Already the change was obvious.
Her hands rested on her stomach, which was just starting to be visibly larger. After all, now she had a stake in the future of this place.
“The mutant will cause the death of at least two future presidents, and the middle east will dissolve into chaos. Without the two presidents in charge when it does, no one gets it under control. Even with them, a Third World War takes place and things get worse, culminating in a Sorcerer President taking power.”
He shook his head.
“A lot hinges on what happens now. This is the point where things can be deflected.”
He reached out to touch her belly gently.
“I just… I want the future to be a good one.”
She nodded. “Aaaaaaalright. But only because I’m bored.”
She touched his hand, and smiled softly. “So, what’s our plan?”
He chuckled and smiled softly at her.
"First, we get suited up and go pay the kid a visit, maybe direct him toward proper help. And help him manifest his powers without a bad happenstance."
He nodded.
"Then we go kick some ass in the middle east."
Domino nodded, and then stood, stretching.
"First, breakfast. If that's the kid's location, it's four am there."
He nodded.
"Sounds like a plan."
He rose.
"Thank you, Domino."
Domino's face was serious again, and she held on to his hand. "Don't. I want a promise from you, Nate. No matter what, and I mean no matter what, I'm not raising these kids alone. If we're going to do this, you need to promise me you'll be there for our children."
Because losing him would kill her.
He nodded.
"Whatever it takes, no matter what, I will come back to you."
"I'd really prefer it if you didn't leave in the first place, for the record."
She stood, still holding his hand. "And I will do my best to stay with you. I can't promise you forever, but I'll give you as long as I have."
"Thank you, love."
He stepped with her and nodded.
"You have my promise to do my best for us, always."
"And you have mine."
She smiled up at him, and started for the kitchen. "Breakfast now, fate of the world later."
"Sounds good to me."
He followed, for the important part. The rest could happen later.