The machine’s optics scanned the room, she had heard that one could glean much information by examining a person’s place of residence.  Yet, what did this chamber say about the female who lived within its walls?  She drank in the data, trying to formulate a simple equation to open the doors of reason, yet, no simple answer came to the surface.  Why?  The answer was obvious to her . . .   Elohim was a machine and Corrine was flesh, and flesh couldn’t be easily quantified by simple computations.  And Corrine, was more then a simple human . . .    None of the brood were, they’re chaotic nature continued to astound the thinking machine.<br/><br/>When the woman spoke her eyes focused on the ritual, never once, did she make a sound.  Here there was no need to play at humanity, she did not breathe, there was no rise and fall of her chest.  She was completely immobile. Her body visible only as a shadow against flickering flames, occasionally the light would catch on her eyes, and be reflected eerily as if in a mirror.<br/><br/>When the rite had taken its course, she moved closer to Corrine.  “Repent?”  Without a warning, Elohim’s hand moved outward pressing her metallic digits against the wound, unlike the parts of her covered in false flesh the hand was hard, and cold to the touch. She caressed  the soft skin of the psychic vampire’s flesh before drawing fourth some of the crimson fluid.<br/><br/>Did it have special properties?  Innitiall scans detected a faint hint of psychic power within the life-sustaining substance.  But . . .   It was blood, only blood.  Yet . . .   Freely given it appeased the soul? That is what repenting was correct?   It was something that needed to be tested, that mechanical hand moved to the mechanical maiden’s mouth, and her pink tongue snaked outward licking the coppery substance from her digits.<br/><br/>She ran a systems diagnostic . . .   Nothing had changed within her.<br/><br/>“I do not believe I comprehend this ritual . . .   Yet, often the occult baffles my systems.”    She said allowing her gaze to linger on her hand for a moment before flicking her eyes back to Corrine.