The Gynoid watched as the wall itself was reduced to nothing more then simple base particles.  It was an interesting feat, those blue orbs gazed vacantly.<br/><br/>Her psionic capability was impressive, she was obviously above even the highest trained S types...  Did such power come naturally to the woman?  Or was it a result of some long lost training program, as of yet that data she possessed was useless in forming a hypothesis, but, it was stored as an interesting fact.’  It was an avenue that would require exploration.<br/><br/>Right now, all that mattered was just how destructive that power could be when turned against their enemies.  How best could she supplement Corrine’s strength?  A shield perhaps...  Or as a sledge hammer?  The machine had pondered this silently until the entrance  to Corrine’s chamber stood open.  When she was invited in, her head nodded causing those shimmering gold strands to fall out of place once more, causing an obviously mechanical hand to move upward pushing the delicate strands back into place.<br/><br/>“Thank you Corrine.”  The machine moved forward, to enter this place that seemed to exist outside of reality.  Her body moved with feminine grace, hips swaying slightly back and fourth accompanied by swinging of those brillant blond strands.  But, the movement was off...  Each step too perfect, their was no variance in the pattern of her steps.