Blank follows silently through the massive labyrinth of halls of the Judgement center behind the parole officer.The parole office leads the way to the gym, where a variety of Judgement officers from the distract are working out or taking a break from working out and shooting the breeze. "There's your partner," the parole officer points to the wrestling mats in the center of the gym.<br/><br/>Two judgement officers are on the mat, or at least they where. The male judgement officer of the pair is laying on the ground looking completely stunned. The thin but very well muscled red head standing triumphant on the edge of the mat, her head up and hands balled on her hips. "You'll have to do better Akiro." A small smirk is one her face, but not as wide to be cocky.<br/><br/>Blank stared. They're letting him work with such a beautiful woman? Was this supposed to be punishment or had he died and gone to Valhalla? That thought dies a second later one when the parole officer calls to the woman.<br/><br/>"Samantha, this is your charge. Blank." He jabs with his thumb in the direction of Blank. Samantha looks over him with a disappoving eye. After all, he still is in his correctional center clothes. Which do not flatter his  body in the least. Blank had keep himself in very good shape while in the correctional facility.<br/><br/>"Oh goody. The higher ups plan on giving him some other clothes right? Go get him redressed while I clean up," Samantha sighs.<br/><br/><br/>"What sort of tasks," Stella asks, sure that she doesn't want to hear the answer. She's positive that she had been put into hell.