<strong>Guard: Anzhelika Nikolaev<br/>Prisoner Processing Facility</strong><br/><br/><br/>Grunting and sighing Anzhelika got to her feet as she got the message on her screen about the submarine close to arrival. Six new inmates and the doctor. She was relatively new in<em>Mining &amp; Detention Facility #4</em>but knew enough to know that whatever happened here was nothing compared to the appaling situation in the Alkalyk prison where she worked before. She had seen a guard use the computers on their arms to 'control' prisoners and she even saw one be killed. That power felt good. One button on her wrist could end the life of those prisoners. The fact was that most of the prisoners knew this and those who didn't were quick learners so the chances of her actually using it were slim.<br/><br/>She had prepared the cells according to the warden's instructions and when everything was set for the prisoners she had gone back to her private quarters to relax a bit. The facility was almost empty and one guard on duty was more than enough. Anzhelika was never a girl who followed all the orders given to her. It was a rule for female guards to wear their hair tied up so that the prisoners could not pull it but Anzhy always wore her long blond hair loose over her shoulder. On her last trip to the surface she had died some locks in a light pink and yellow for the simple reason she wanted to look good for herself. With the pay she was getting here, she could resign in another five years and find a normal prison to work in or maybe more.<br/><br/>The new batch of prisoners looked young and the girls all looked like they could have been on the cover of Playboy. Not that she minded though. She was bisexual and had more than once used a prisoner for her own pleasure. It wasn't officially allowed but the warden knew the guards needed some way of stress relief.<br/><br/>As she saw her colleagues cut away the clothes she walked the route the prisoners had to walk from their reception room to their cells to make sure everything was as it should be. A smile formed when she saw the girls enter the room where some guards had already gathered to welcome the new prisoners. Unlike the whistle some of the males made, Anzhelika just leaned against the wall leaning on one foot and observed the girls from her corner. They didn't look very tough. Two blondes, two brunettes, wearing their prison clothes. No doubt they were tough on the surface to have deserved this punishment, in here, she would have them eat from her hand in no time.<br/><br/>One of the brunettes looked older than the others and she was a little taller too. The other three looked too young to even be adults. None of this was any of her concerns when she looked outside to the corridor she saw the doctor pass and nodded to him.<br/><br/>Anzhelika knew what was going on in this facility. The prisoners were used to experiment on and she knew where that happened and by who but she had never been witness to one of those experiments. Maybe if she could seduce Doctor Dodd, or Doctor Dead, to try and gain access once. All plans for later Right now she kept looking at the prisoners while waiting for the warden to arrive and hold her welcome speech.