Frankie stood utterly resolute, finding the girl's protests to be a bit much.  Heck, men had to give up a sperm sample once they got to the real business of gathering data.  He stood in front of the enraged girl, watching as the doctors circled around her, cutting off her escape.  "I must emphasize to you that I am sorry.  We're not going to rape you, we merely need to do some tests.  All of this is for the safety of humanity, and it's only temporary for the duration of the emergency.  That's what all tyrants say right?  I honestly say to you that I gain no thrill from having you humiliated like this."  Frankie meaningfully gestured towards his ken doll crotch, pelvic thrusting a little bit to complete the rude gesture.  "We could waive a great deal of this, but unfortunately you cut a juggernaut clean in half, something we've never seen unaugmented human technology do before."<br/><br/>Frankie stood calmly, looking into the girl's eyes with a grandfatherly expression.  "It will only be women performing the exam, and there will be no visual records kept.  Your privacy will be completely assured."<em>At least until we get you put under.</em>Frankie thought, wondering if the girl really had any idea how much she was at risk of being placed at the mercy of the psychological training corps for some high level conditioning.  They only occasionally tried to brainwash monsters, but in many cases the monster blood left stains that would never wash out.