Toi's innate programming was starting to come online the pleasure not within his data cores yearning to escape.  Toi shook his body as the creature destroyed his clothing, making a cute "keep" as he was jabbed with the needle, even though it had no effect on him.  He tried to distract his processes, but the pleasure android in him desired so strongly.  He hoped neither knew technology, this vulnerable and it would be a simple matter to turn his personality into something that couldn't resist... and wanted nothing more than this.<br/><br/>He tried to start sending a distress call over the radio, a basic signal, though the signal was hiccupping and unstable as he fought his root programming.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>