<strong>Name:</strong>Regis<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Cyber Mastif Handler<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Precinct Station, Observation Area<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>All<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Rhia Euphrati,<em>Regis</em>, Cato Bones, Elias Scragg, Veyda<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Status Effects:   None<br/>Wounds:  0</div></div><br/>Unlike many of his order, Regis had not sacrificed his fertility to place him closer to the rational nature of the machine.  His demeanor was mechanical enough that few noticed this.<br/><br/>In his green hood, he enetered the observation area and scanned the well used blond woman.  She could be attractive if she cleaned herself.  Her body had a sensuality too it that, while not so dangerous as a more sophisticated woman, nor with the innocent lechery of the girl chained up outside, had a certain appeal.  If humans could be scene as parts in the great machine that was the empire, she was clearly made to be used for man’s pleasure.  While that certainty of satisfaction had it’s allure, there was something fundamentally disturbing about it, too.  Even the basest human was a more complicated machine than that.  No human tool existed for a single purpose only.<br/><br/>He glanced about the observation area to see if any of his coworkers could offer insight into her condition.<br/>