itsdomino

[itsdomino]

domino handed over the cigarettes and slipped the ration cards into her pocket. "sure, i don't have anything better to do" domino sat down next to him, lighting up her own cigarette. "have you been sitting out here all day?"

James tilted his head up to grin at her. "Fuck yeah. I've been dyin' for a smoke." Finally getting up, he dug into his pocket and handed Domino some ration cards before inclining his head back outside. "Wanna join me?"

[itsdomino]

"well ain't she just got it all" which posed the question of what the fuck was domino supposed to bring to the table other than bootleg weed and cigarettes. "i'm not opposed to punching some creeps, that sounds fun." she shrugged "sure, i don't see why not then. there's fuck all else to do around here"

“She’s a seamstress, she does it all!” Sawyer exclaimed, smirking. Then she rolled her eyes. “We just mostly fucking hang out, the dealing with creeps was mostly a productive way for me to fight some assholes,” she shrugged. “But yeah, mostly just hanging out.”

[itsdomino]

where: idk wherever whenever who: james ( @detectivegoldstein )

domino had formed quite the business from cigarettes and weed since she became the go to for them. she approached the chair he was sitting at "hey, i've got those cigarettes for you if you still want them"

[itsdomino]

"what she your shoe person as well?" she smirked "a noble sentiment if there ever was one. the creeps round here aren't much, they wouldn't cay boo to a ghost these days." maybe it was because she was out the way from everything but dominio hardly found people in distress. "join you doing what? help old people cross the street? i don't know if i'm much for group activities"

“She’s way more than that, she just happens to be the best with clothes anyways,” Sawyer smirked, then shrugged at the question. “Nah, the only shit part of being busy is when it’s shit you don’t want to do. We go around helping people when we want, my personal favourite is getting people home when creeps are being creeps,” she nodded. “You know, you could join us if you want something to do. And people to do it with.”

[itsdomino]

"well shit, you got your own jacket person and everything." she chuckled, smoking her way though their conversation. "only you lot could have busy lives in a place like this. don't you ever get tired of that? i know i would" she shrugged. then again, domino also had nothing going on, no friends and no bedazzled jacket "needing a minute from that busy life of yours?"

“Hell no, only Lilith is allowed to fuck with the jackets, she’s the one who makes them after all,” Sawyer smirked, shrugging slightly. “They’re probably doing their own thing, I mean we all have pretty busy lives outside our friendship too. I kinda like going where there’s less people around sometimes.”

[itsdomino]

"the first one is free, the rest you'll get charged for" rummaging through her pocket, she pulled a cigarette and a matchbox and handed them over.

"Hey . . . mind if I bum one off you?" Connor asked, stepping up to Domino, leaning against the boulder next to her, nodding at her cigarettes. "Or are you charging?"

[itsdomino]

domino looked up from her seat and shrugged "i preferably go where other people usually aren't." she said, taking a draw from her cigarette. "where's your little gang? off bedazzling their jackets?" she asked in amusement.

Sawyer had a lot on her mind lately so she was taking more solo walks than usual, this one in particular leading her to the edge of the woods. She noticed she wasn't alone and figured she had nothing better to do today anyways, so she hopped on to the other side of the boulder and had a seat. "You always come out here to smoke alone?" she chuckled slightly.

[itsdomino]

where: the edge of the woods who: open to anyone

since the earthquake domino had been keeping to herself. she could see the divide in town starting to form and it didn't sit right with her, something about it left a bad taste in her mouth and that was confirmed with bodies starting to show up more often than not.

sitting at the edge of the woods, she perched on a large boulder and lit up her cigarette and thanked high domino for giving her the idea to stock up on tobacco plants to keep the cigarette market flowing in town.

[itsdomino]

I didn’t realize I kept so much stuff here. What’s in this?

HOW I MET YOUR FATHER | 2.03

[itsdomino]

SOPHIE THATCHER Behind the scenes on Yellowjackets Season 1 via itskevinalves on TikTok

[itsdomino]

"well you know what they say, welcome to huntsville, everyday's a struggle" she shrugged, knowing the feeling of being surprise all too well. people were trying to power through but it was obvious the happenings at the festival had gotten to people. "i get that, trying to find normal in a whole lot of crazy" domino stopped at the arrows, crouching down to scan what the store had available. "arrows we can sort, some people around here make them so supplies are usually up." she said, standing back up and working her way further down the aisle "as for bait, we've got some smaller pieces around if you want to have a look at those?"

"hey if you're tried, you're tired. This town is a lot. Honestly I'm surprised I've made it this far without passing out." Everyone was exhausted. Mentally and Physically that much Damian could tell. He nodded "I'm okay, Just doing what i can to keep busy...." He shrugged and continued to follow her "Arrows and actually maybe some bait while I'm here..." He added looking at the supplies while they moved through the Aisles.

[itsdomino]

[itsdomino]

"nah, you're good. i shouldn't be sleeping on the job anyway, but it's been dead in here today" she yawned, shaking her head to jolt herself awake. "i'm okay, finally healed up from that festival. you all good?" domino pulled herself away from the front desk and motioned for damian to follow her "what kind of ammo are you hoping for? bullets, arrows, traps?" she asked, finding her way through the aisles to the lure section.

"shit, I didn't mean to wake you from you're nap" A soft chuckle escaped him "I need some Lure and some ammo I'll take whatever you can give me" he leaned against the counter "you uh- you hold up okay?"

[itsdomino]

"you making fun of my bruised eyes? i'll bite you" she smirked "yeah turns out coins don't make a good swimming pool, who'd of thought it"she shrugged, playing it off "i'm good. nothing broken, other than my dignity. i'm just bruised and battered. it looks worse than it is. you good?"

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" Jerico slid in across from her, a half grimace half smile on his own face. "I heard you had a real Scrooge McDuck moment on Halloween - I know we all dream of swimming in a money pool, but I can't imagine it was all that enjoyable." He paused for a moment, giving her a curious look. "Are you okay though? Like, nothing broken or anything?"

[itsdomino]

bored out her mind and ready to fall asleep, domino's jolted awake from her almost snoozing. "damian, hey" she said, trying to play off her sleeping on the job "yeah sure, what is it you're looking for?"

Closer starter for Damian and Domino (@itsdomino)

"Hey Domino..." he went up to the counter "Could you help me find some things on the selves?" He was planning on going hunting soon. But he hadn't touched his gear in while he need to fill up on some supplies.

[itsdomino]

where: bucky's diner who: @backmaskcd (jericho)

to say domino had a time at the pumpkin festival was an understatement. only she could be drinking in a bank and somehow end up buried under coins (and bricks) in true scrooge mcduck fashion.

it had been two weeks since the events took place and the bruises were still adorning her body, once black had now faded to cold blue and purple hues on her pale skin. her body felt more stiff than sore, but she was determined to keep moving like it didn't bother her.

domino entered the diner and found a free table, slowly lowering herself into the seat. it was uncomfortable but not unbearable. ordering a coffee and a sandwich, she relaxed in her seat, feeling the sting from the bruises die down.

[itsdomino]

SOPHIE THATCHER

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