The mechanical maiden, found the closeness of Corrine comforting.  She was beginning to understand humanities urge to find a compatible personality, linked with a compelling body.  The soft warmth she felt emanating from Corrine’s small frame, felt wonderful against her own cool dermal layering.  It was an odd sort of feeling, almost as if their flesh was supposed to be this close, that, despite physical data...  Essentially, they were capable of acting as one being.  She enjoyed this...  It would be difficult to even let go of the vampire, the warmth, the softness of her skin, not to mention the very aroma of the tortured soul guiding her through the catacombs was...  Perfection.<br/><br/>Elohim looked to Sayuri as they passed, those dual colored eyes watched the girl, listening to her words.  “It is, alright...  I still function.”  Came the soft monotone voice.  She did not stop, allowing her companion, her partner to lead her forward, through the nearly infinite passages of the abyss.<br/><br/>When they reached the wall, the portal to Corrine’s chamber Elohim once more watched as the beautiful entity, her lovely Corrine, seemed to tear at the fabric of the world’s existence bending and shaping it, at whim.  “Such power...”  She whispered almost reverently as she watched the wall become reduced to nothingness, and then,   suddenly the chamber seemed to come into existence before them.  To the machine, such manipulation was almost incomprehensible, science had yet, and she was beginning to doubt, would ever find a way to simulate the power of psionics, and here, was a lovely being who seemed to be a psionic wild fire, in comparison to the rest of humanities candle light.<br/><br/>Then, she was within Corrine’s sanctum, she scanned the room once more, dedicating the room to her memory.  There was something about the seclusion of the room, and the closeness of her companion that allowed the mechanical maiden to shed the mantle of the weapon.  There was a subtle shift in posture, the look of programmed alertness seemed to fade from those dual colored orbs.<br/><br/>Elohim moved to meet Corrine as she drew near, when her fingers moved to brush against her cheek, the mechanical maiden leaned forward ever so slightly, bending at the waist so she was looking down upon the beautiful psionic vampire, once more, the softness of her touch struck her like a thunder bolt leaving her body yearning for more.  Her own hand, moved to mirror the woman’s actions,   she gently ran her finger tip across the woman’s jaw line, across the subtle curve of her lover’s neck, before resting her hand on the beauty’s shoulder, and then, their lips met...  The kiss was soft and lingering, the feeling of those warm damp lips against her own was like heaven, she savoured the sweet taste, before Corrine moved away.<br/><br/>Something was building within her a warm, almost organic heat within her stomach.  The crimson glow of her flesh was creeping down to those full perfectly formed breasts, and that soft kissable lower lip was fluttering.  Corrine, would even notice a slight trembling of Elohim’s legs.  This, newness was odd to the mechanical maiden, and it was beginning to show, but, she wanted to plow forward.<br/><br/>“What is your question Corrine?”  She whispered, unable to keep her voice from catching in between syllables of the other woman’s name.<br/>