Pavel witnessed the young woman in his possession struggle against his iron grip. He wasn’t holding on too tight, because he had read her file. He essentially did not need to. He knew Mai’s physical weaknesses and he would use them to his advantage. He had tried to be nice to her to gain her trust by buying her a meal that contained a higher caloric intake than she was probably used to. He removed her restraints. He really did not have a reason to keep them on, since he had immobilized her power before they left the residence. He was not however going to tolerate her spitting in his face. He wrapped his hand and arm around her tiny frame and tightened his grip. He tightened just enough to bruise a rib and shoved the barrel of a pistol into the small of her back. “Either cooperate or a bruised rib is going to be the least of your concerns Mai, you won’t be able to walk anymore if one of my bullets severs your spinal cord.<br/><br/>He continued to drag her to the reception desk and produced her neck collar, which was scanned into the system. “Experiment 124A, Mai Larson” The receptionist muttered blankly. Pavel nodded “I am taking her under my own recognizance” Pavel stated matter of factly. She has been immobilized; her radioactivity is in check. He pulled out his phone and with a few keystrokes, the pins in Mai’s neck injected a chemical into her brain stem that were intended to induce compliance. A sort of truth serum. Pavel motioned to two guards standing by eyeing Mai suspiciously. “It’s fine gentlemen” he said handing them a set of chain restraints. “Take her up to my office and place her into the White Room” The white room was for all intents and purposes a padded room continuously lit by super bright lights. Its intent was to keep the person inside awake and the padding was meant to absorb radioactivity.<br/><br/>Of course, he did not intend for it to go as such a brutal experience. On previous inspections she had been compliant and without problem. But he wanted to break her. She needed to be broken down and forced at the beginning. This was common knowledge in his circles. Only once she was broken could she be built back up whichever way Pavel saw fit. She was assigned to him and for all intents and purposes he owned her. He took his time getting back to his office after the guards had taken Mai away. He went to the top floor to give the president an update. After things there went smoothly, he went to do the paperwork that was necessary, so that his bosses understood why he brought a test subject into his office.<br/><br/>His office itself, was more like a penthouse and on many occasions, he lived here for weeks on end. The office had 3 bedrooms and an official “office” once he returned, he walked in and turned on the coffee maker in the kitchen. The inner-city districts did not have proper coffee and what he was obligated to drink there was more akin to sewage water than actual coffee. He noted Mai in the white room when he arrived. He walked over and turned on the intercom as he noted the sterile nature of the room and its contents, “I’ll let you out once you calm down and decide to comply Mai” What do you say?” He got up and proceeded to have a shower. After a few minutes of cleaning himself up he returned “Well would you rather stay in there like a prisoner or shall we discuss this over a glass of wine?”<br/>