Thoughts began to continually pace through Dominick's mind as he lied on his back staring up at the ceiling of his cell. His bed that he rested in was not of a bothering material or anything which might be the cause of his lack of sleep. Dominick was informed that he could receive just about anything he wanted while in custody but there was not much that he wanted or needed. The first few days of being held in captivity were some hard few days for Dominick and the staff for he was going through a phase where he was convinced that he had to fight for his life but soon he discovered that it was not the case and stopped with his failed assault attempts. The reason why he could not sleep was because of multiple reasons. The biggest current issue was that he had received no visitors in forever it seemed. It was not because of his lack of living supplies and necessities but just out of curiosity. It was abnormal for the staff to miss these many days in a row without checking in on Dom.
He continued to let his brain race while he remained motionless on his blue and white striped comforter. He lied there with both of his arms folded up behind his neck and head for support as if the pillow was not enough. His eyes peered down and over at his right arm. The artwork inscribed all over his arm was meaningless it seemed at the moment except the single word 'Jade'. It seemed to stick out to the tense man who was lounging in a relaxed position. He reached over with the opposite arm to touch the name surrounded by pointless ink scribbles giving him a brief and satisfying image from the past. A small child looking up at him with the most adorable smile that seemed to comfort the tattooed man. It seemed so real to Dominick. The quick flashback photograph reminded him of the old and faded picture he carried with him.
"I wonder how their doing out there on their own..." Dominick thought to himself calmly as he readjusted his arm behind his head restretching his bare torso. He was not referring to the fact that the world was going to shit outside of these walls but just in general. Dominick had always been there for Jade and her mother. He was like a father to the child even if he was only her uncle. "I'll be with you again," He spoke ever so softly under his breath. "One day..."
- CLICK -
Just as Dominick's eyes began to fall shut for once, a sound seemed to catch his attention. His eyes widened open. He knew not what the sound was but it came from the direction of his door. "I wonder.." Dom thought as he sat up and began to think about whether he should check the door since no one seemed to enter his room yet. He finally came to a decision moments later. Bringing himself to his feet, Dominick reached over for his black tank top and slid it over his body. It failed to cover his markings on his arms but he cared none. He began to pace his way over to the door. He already made up his mind that he was going to see what was going on out on the other side of the door. He reached out and grabbed the door handle without hesitation opening the door.
The bright light out in the hallway shined through into his dark room where he spent so many days it seemed. What he saw was a familiar sight. Exiting his door he heard many voices booming throughout the hallway, some louder and some softer. Then he seen Clay Griffin, easily his best friend he met back in service. He and Clay were abducted at the same time and he hadn't seen him since the day they pinned them up separately. Clay seemed to be rushing in a fast walk towards a couple of people consisting of a black male and a black haired female. Clay seemed to be urgently approaching them. Dom thought nothing of it and decided to break his attention in joy for reuniting with his partner. "The Destructo Duo reunites." Dominick spoke out in attempt to get the rather large mans attention with a smirk on his face.