Relius Clover
Relius gave a feint smile, a polite gesture indicating his satisfaction. "Very good Orienna."
Below the shop resided an enormous lab, connected to the surface through a sweeping spiral staircase. The staircase alone had as much grandure built into it as the finest castle, laced with fine metals and minerals. Relius's shoes created loud claps with each step as his foot almost seemed to dance on the heartless gray floor. In the center of the room stood a table, stained with blood from past victims. It was augmented with every sort of restraint technology imaginable, all for the purpose of experimentation. Unfortunately, there was only room for one.
Now standing in front of the device, the puppeteer turned to his lovely new doll. "Orienna, I am afraid I will have to burden you with more work," he said, his detached politeness in sharp opposition to his caring words. "In the meantime, I shall ask that you place the feistier one on the table."
Once she was placed on the table, he would simply activate her restraints with his remote. Then, it would be time to decide which one he wanted to experiment on first.