<strong>Guard Aleks Popov<br/>Docking Station</strong><br/><br/><br/>With a knowing grin, "I am sure you simply want to check on them."  Shaking his head as he walks into the processing facility his smile grin slowly turns to a frown when he sees the condition of the new prisoner.<br/><br/>Looking at her, "Damn those guys need to learn to control their fucking temper some. Bastards!  What the hell can I do with this?"  Still pissed off he stands there with a stone look on his face as she finishes with the welcome speech.  He notes it was a hell of a lot butter than the warden had done earlier in the day and much shorter.<br/><br/>Unsatisfied at how fast the prisoner was moving, although with his sour mood there would be no satisfying him at this point.  He grabs the prisoners arm and drags him bodily to the table and ripped any remaining clothing from his body.  Aleks pulls the restraining straps to the point they are visibly digging into his skin.  Satisfied they were excruciatingly tight he leans down to whisper in his ear, “You will learn fast that when one of us guards tell you to do something you will do it and do it quickly.”  Stepping back as the enormous needle injects the control implant.<br/><br/>Releasing the restraints he throws the prisoner his drab gray pants and shirt with directions to dress quickly.  The look in his eyes spoke clearly to the prisoner that if he did not move fast enough there would be waiting punishment. While the prisoner dressed he says, “What you were implanted with was a control chip.  We can easily cause pain, or kill you with a push of the button.  As we walk to your assigned cell you will see lines painted on the floor, cross them and die.”  With the niceties out of the way he restrains the prisoners hands and grabs him firmly by the arm and leads him out of the processing center.<br/>