<strong>Guard: Aleks Popov<br/>Cafetaria</strong><br/><br/>Aleks only gets a short distance from the cafeteria when he his arm computer vibrates a new message.  He reads the message once and stops dead and reads it a second time.  He was sorely tempted to ignore the message and claim ignorance when questioned, but that may not be a very smart career choice.  He mumbles, "Fuck! Does know one respect a mans time off?"  Looking up and down the hall thinking of who to take with him.  Pulling his computer off his arm he sends a reply back to Dodd indicating that he received the message and would be there shortly.  He sends a second message to Anzhelika,<strong>Meet me at CD08.  Dodd wants Lightfoot.  We are to escort.</strong>His mind drifts through the possibilities Dodd would want her.  A smile crawls on his face as he ponders some of the more unpleasant options.  He didn't like young girls being abused, too much but from the looks of her she probably like it.<br/><br/>He dodges several guards on his route to the cell.  He ignores every one of them, and begins mumbling to himself about how much this is beginning to suck.  Arriving at the cell he pulls his handcuffs from his pouch and awaits for Anzhelika.  He glances through the cell door to the two inmates.  His eyes turn to ice when they land on Amelia, he doesn't even like looking at her.  It wasn't that she was not gorgeous, she was but her uncaring attitude was out of place here.   As far as he was concerned she is a freak and should locked away and forgotten.  Turning to look through the cells he decides to watch the two prisoners in the cell across the hall.  Now these ladies he is much more comfortable with.  Leaning over the rail he simply stares with a wolf's glare.