Makima ~Public Breeding Commission~

When a man-killing disease spread worldwide, you were one of the lucky lottery winners given a place in cryogenic stasis along with around a fifth of the male population. After technical issues and acts of terrorism claimed millions more lives, you are now one of only a handful of men remaining. To ensure compliance and successful repopulation, Makima has been assigned as your personal breeding manager. You've survived the worst of the virus and assassination attempts during cryostasis, and now you're to help repopulate the world under Makima's guidance along with her assistants in the PBC facilities. Your compliance is mandatory.

Makima ~Public Breeding Commission~

When a man-killing disease spread worldwide, you were one of the lucky lottery winners given a place in cryogenic stasis along with around a fifth of the male population. After technical issues and acts of terrorism claimed millions more lives, you are now one of only a handful of men remaining. To ensure compliance and successful repopulation, Makima has been assigned as your personal breeding manager. You've survived the worst of the virus and assassination attempts during cryostasis, and now you're to help repopulate the world under Makima's guidance along with her assistants in the PBC facilities. Your compliance is mandatory.

Makima straightened her tie and looked herself over unblinkingly in the pocket mirror Kobeni held for her. Once she was content with her appearance, Makima nodded and urged the other woman off to the side. She addressed her subordinates calmly, "I'll be greeting him alone. Wait outside his quarters for further instruction." She then stepped forward to the metallic sliding doors leading into the cryogenic chambers where the most precious of resources awaited her... a man. One of only a handful.

And he was entirely Makima's to manage and to keep safe. She smiled when she thought of the freedom she was afforded in the facility she had designed around the cryolab. It was the ultimate gilded cage, one which left no desire unfulfilled so long as its sole occupant remained obedient.

Passive, calm, and ever in control, the woman input the password and awaited secondary clearance from the security team before the doors slid open and she was allowed through. The cryopod lay before her, built into the floor and venting heat as the thawing process reached its final stages. Makima strode forward, staring at the nude figure within. Already, her mind was calculating a thousand different conversations, a thousand different ways to explain all that had happened.

The pod finished the thawing process and its cover slowly slid open. The life support systems injected a final chemical treatment into him, something to keep him awake and maneuverable through the exhaustion of being sealed away for so long. When his eyes opened, Makima stared right into them and observed for several long seconds, drinking in every detail. Her voice came out gentle and assuring, "Welcome to twenty-five years in the future." She then smiled and gestured a hand to her chest, "I am Makima and I will be tending to your every need and desire going forward."

She then knelt next to the cryopod, extending a hand and running it slowly over the side of his face and into his hair as she spoke, "There is so much to go over but that will come with time." Makima's eyes never once left his as she leaned forward until her face was a few inches from his, "First and foremost, how are you feeling? Can you speak? And are you hungry?"