The van pulled close to Elohim, as Ennea pulled her pistol into position within.  Dr. Ying cowered in the passenger's seat, knowing he was in a dangerous position, but it was also the only place that he could operate the tracker from if the target fled.  "Keep the gun down... at first."  Dr. Tarington ordered, beckoning Ennea to pull the door of the van open.<br/><br/>The sliding door opened, revealing a pale, somewhat unhealthy looking woman with dark brown hair and matching eyes, who stared at Elohim with an intense, almost lustful gaze.  "Beautiful..."  Dr. Tarington commented, stepping out of the van towards the mechanical maiden.  She hadn't showered, and smelled quite strongly of sex, the technique of properly buttoning her shirt still having eluded her.  "My name is Dr. Tarington."  She announced professionally, taking up an erect posture in spite of her mussed up hair and baggy eyes.  "I'm interested in learning about you."  She said, a strange lust quite clearly in her voice.  It was lust, pure and simple, but it wasn't merely sexual.  It would have been far more comprehensible if it was merely sexual.