David MacBride had been watching the surveillance cameras for a while now, noticing the sudden violence that was occurring in the living quarters. He sighed in disappointment.<i>Not again.</i>This was what happened when you let people go in as much as they wanted. He understood his co-worker, Lyonel's predicament, in that he found it painful if he didn't have sexual release every so often, but still, considering that as a psychologist he was hired to keep the peace and maintain safety, he would have thought that the research company would have taken his suggestions on board and had a separate room with one of the girls chained inside, instead of compromising safety for the man by having him go in and pick out a girl.<br/><br/>He stood up and walked over to the living quarters to defuse the situation. He was looking forward to seeing her again, Shasha, and perhaps take her back to his own living quarters to explore some of his own sexual fantasies. However, as a psychologist, and as part of his current research, he was interested in what he could do with making the girls willingly come to him. He wanted to know if he could induce Stockholm Syndrome, therefore that denied him a certain use of force that he would usually do; he had to appear as the preferable captor, the one who the girls all liked the best of the people who were experimenting on them. He licked his lips. It was interesting to try to understand how he could twist their minds.<br/><br/>Finally, he was at the living quarters, there was a loud commotion inside. Putting on some drug gloves of his own, he walked inside and looked around.<br/>'Calm down ladies, please.' He said imperatively. 'I don't want anyone to hurt themselves. It'll be a lot easier if you just submit to the man.' He said. He looked over at Obsidian and sighed, the girl was just so defiant. As he stood looking, Shasha was coming up for a hit, so he quickly turned and shouted. 'Stop!'