Leonne opened the door and let herself in, happy to see her warm, comfortable quarters, though some would argue that it was fitting to a councilor or executor. It was massive, to be quite honest, and it was filled with everything one would ever need, and most anything one could want. It was composed of a dining room, kitchen, two bedrooms, a balcony overlooking the presidium, a rather large bathroom with REAL fixtures (as opposed to sonic baths), a living room, and an office. All of the rooms held art ranging from human to Asari, had most of the latest technology and all the necessary furniture, and... it was just utterly amazing.

'Every time I look at this... I see just how blessed I am to have survived those six years.' Leonne thought as she deactivated her customized security system, which she had done herself 'It would be a shame to think that one day I might not come back to it ever... oh well, someone will turn a pretty penny from it.'

She went into her office and walked to a walk-in safe, which she opened rather slowly using her own specialized security program, which was, once again, self-made. Inside was a small armory consisting of all of her extra weapons, which was quite the collection if she did say so herself, and all of Spectre quality.

‘Wait… what am I doing?’ Leonne thought as her smirk turned to a frown ‘I’m not able to do this kind of thing anymore… I have a ‘real’ job that I enjoy; this is my ‘emergency’ equipment.’

Seeing that she had almost relapsed into the state she had been in for so long, Leonne locked her armory door again using her numerous passcodes. She then headed for her kitchen where she found a bottle of French wine, which cost a pretty penny, and downed a glass faster than she probably should have for the vintage. Shaking her head and replacing her wine, she decided to head back to her job, locking her penthouse as she left and activating all of her security systems.

{Continued in Chora’s Den}

Leonne brought Vicky to the door to her apartment, bringing up her omnitool in the process.

"You should know, I'm probably one of ze best security and computer specialists on ze citadel, and maybe even ze universe for all I know." Leonne said with a smirk "But don't worry; everyzing is legal."

It took almost a minute to deactivate all her security systems and finally open the door, but when she did, she motioned for Victoria to go first.

"Beautiful women first, Victoria." Leonne said with a smile "Zis would be your new 'ome."

((Read the previous post to get an idea of what it looks like inside :P))

"Well, I would hardly be the one to question the legality of any of the technology you use," she walked into the expansive suite, feeling a slight out of place. Perhaps it simply was that she was accustomed to small, clean research spaces. "Thank you for allowing me to stay here with you, it's awfully charitable of you."

She looked out the balcony onto the Presidium, leaned over the railing and looked around. "Incredible. It must be at least 6 and a half kilometers in diameter. I would have never surmised that the Citadel would be so massive."

"Mon amie, it is larger zan zat, zough I 'ave to say, I 'aven't taken ze time to see 'ow large it actually is..." Leonne said as she came up behind Victoria "I'm guessing you 'ave never left your previous 'ome? Ze universe is much larger zan zis, you know."

"I never left CyberNov before today..." Victoria said as she spun about to face Leonne, "I wasn't completed. I'm still not completed." She bit her lower lip and quickly turned herself away from Leonne, the pain and anger starting to work it's way into her again. Her grip on the armrail was a tight deathgrip, her whole body was trembling.

A sob escaped from her mouth.

"They were killed... everyone in the labs. Nobody made it out."

Leonne paled, but was also intrigued by the emotional capacity of the robot. She truly was a synthetic human, or so it seemed. Walking up behind Victoria, she gently wrapped her arms around her in a comforting manner.

"Desole, mon amie..." Leonne cooed softly "...I'm sorry I brought up such painful memories."

Victoria felt Leonne gingerly embrace her from behind. She closed her eyes and leaned into her. Her sensors registered the warmth of Leonne's own body.

"It's alright... you didn't mean to."

Mixed in with the torrential storm of emotions, she felt something new, different. Foreign. Something that didn't quite have definition within her mind, but left her with a warm, assured feeling.

"Well... n-now what?"

"Well, mon amie we get you acquainted wiz ze place before I take your measurements and get you some clozes." Leonne responded "I assume by ze way you looked when you came in 'ere zat my setup is not what you're used to. It's simple enough zough."

With that she began the small tour, pointing out everything from the main room, bedroom, and office to the kitchen and bathroom. She made special note to the girl to not mess with the walk in safe in her office, which was rigged with a vast number of security measures after all. The final stop on the tour was the bedroom that would be Victoria's now.

"Alright, zat's ze conclusion to ze tour." Leonne said as she turned to face the humanoid synthetic "Any questions, mon amie?"

She didn't quite understand an area of Leonne's Apartment. Particularly, this "safe" in the office.

"Well, there's something I don't quite understand," She said as she brushed one of her bangs out of the way with her hand, "What, exactly is a safe? And what is it for?"

She looked expectantly at Leonne, awaiting the answer.

"A safe? Ah, let me show you." Leonne said as she lead her to the officee once more to the heavy metal wall "A safe is a storage container for zings eizer very dangerous or very valuable to you or ozers. You put zem in 'ere because it is extremely difficult to get into wizout ze proper means. In ozer words, ze only one 'o can get in zis safe right now is me."

She struck the metal with her knuckles a few times, the sound from it showing just how thick it was.

"Most are smaller zan zis, but mine 'olds a fair deal of zings. See, I collect weapons, firearms mostly. I keep zem in 'ere because zey could be dangerous if ze wrong person got a'old of zem, and also because zey are very special and important to me. Do you understand now, and do you 'ave any ozer questions? I should probably get your measurements so I can get you your own clozes."

"Thank, you I appreciate it very much."

She didn't exactly understand what exactly was wrong with what she was wearing at the moment. It fulfilled it's purpose by covering her body, satisfying the social taboo against public nudity. It was comfortable enough and undamaged, however such a point would be futile in conversation. Clearly, differences in clothing design must be some sort of social mark. This much was evident by the way Leonne dressed, for example. She had to investigate this phenemenon further.

"Well zen, I'll need you to remove every article of clozing but your underwear... if you're wearing any, zat is." Leonne said, smiling but not joking in the slightest "I need to get ze various measurements for your body wizout your clozes on, so zat when you get your new clozes, zey fit properly. You see, it's not normal for 'umans to wear ze same article of clozing all ze time and every day; it begins to smell and is simply not acceptable by most 'uman standards."

Leonne moved to sit at her desk, turning her chair around to face the wall instead of the synthetic woman.

"Let me know when you're done, and in case you're wondering, it is considered improper under most circumstances to watch anozer person undress, which is why I'm turned around and not watching you."

Victoria reached for the zipper up at the top of her collar and gradually pulled it down, the teeth of the zipper pulling apart over the curve of her chest and past her stomach until it reached the end of it's course at her groin. She slipped off the jumpsuit, allowing it to fall to the floor, clad only in her underwear, as simple and spartan as the jumpsuit.

"Alright. I am ready to have my bodily dimensions measured."

"You can just say 'I'm ready for my bodily measurements'. Synecdoche's are quite common in 'uman speech." Leonne explained with a chuckle.

Leonne turned her seat back around to face Victoria, and found that she was... quite realistic... and quite realistic.

"Amazing..." Leonne said with a smile as she stood from her seat and moved over to Victoria "If I didn't know better, I'd zink you were a real-"

She ended up glancing down a bit.

"...zey didn't miss a detail, did zey?" she asked, somewhat rhetorically, but with a hint of sincerity behind it "Nonzeless, 'old still while I do zis."

Using one of the rarely used functions of her omnitool, she began to take Victoria's various measurements. Height, neck size, arm length, leg length... then she had to start asking Victoria to move.

"Lift your arms out to your side si vous plait." Leonne asked politely as she began to measure the woman's bust "I'm razer impressed Victoria, ze body you 'ave is flawless and sexy, and it' feels and appears real. Zere are women in ze world, 'uman and ozerwise, zat would do anyzing to 'ave a figure like yours."

After taking all of her measurements and loading them into her omnitool, she went back through them, smirking at the end result.

"Well, well, ma bell amie, it appears zat your figure is just as grand as my own." Leonne said with a smile "You can put the jumpsuit back on if you wish; or not if you want, I don't mind."

She punctuated the last bit with a short amount of laughter as she went back to her desk and sat down, pulling up her PC and searching up her designer's sites.

(Now would be a good time to ask a question)

Victoria couldn't recall any time where a human would not seem to care at all about her state of undress. And she wasn't entirely sure what exactly the word "sexy" meant, though it obviously had something to do with the body.

''Leonne, I have a question to ask,"

She pulled the jumpsuit over her body and slid the zipper all the way up to her neck.

", what does 'sexy mean?"

She walked up behind Leonne and peered over her shoulder, curious as to what she was doing.

"Sexy? Hm... I guess I keep assuming your more an android zan a synthetic 'uman." Leonne said with a smirk as Victoria looked over her shoulder "And as for what I'm doing; I'm pulling up some dress images so you can decide on ze new clozes you want."

She then cleared her throat, seemingly unfazed by having to explain what it meant to be sexy.

"Well, in zis case, it means you are physically appealing to me, and to be 'onest, most everyone you meet will feel ze same, most likely." Leonne said as she pulled up an image list of dresses "It 'as anozer meaning too 'sexually suggestive or stimulating', but zat's only in ze case of mating rituals, also known as sex."

She slid her chair back and motioned for Victoria to take a look.

"I assume you're good wiz technology, oui? Take a look at zese outfits and choose as many as you like. Zey'll be made to your measurements, and should be 'ere soon."

'In the meantime... our proportions are similar... I might be able to find her some of my smaller clothing.' Leonne thought to herself.

The surprise hit Victoria like a freight train. She stood frozen for a moment, "Y-you're a-attracted to me?"

She was quite surprised, from what she knew about humans, relationships were heterosexual in nature. Obviously that wasn't the case.

"I don't understand- I thought attraction only existed between the opposite sexes- as a biological imperative to reproduce-"

"'old up zere." Leonne said with a somewhat stern look "First off, attraction is not always about mating; attraction is a general feeling of preference. Some people prefer to eat spicy foods instead of sweet foods; they'r attracted to the spicy foods because they prefer them, yet ze do not feel a desire to 'reproduce' wiz zeir food."

'...unless they're really messed up...' she thought to herself.

"Second, sexual and physical attractions occur between all genders of all races, and sometimes between races and within each gender. It is actually quite common for women to be attracted to women, and for men to be attracted to men. Zen zere are zose, like me, 'o find men and women to be equally attractive, which is also quite common."

Leonne then turned around to face Victoria fully, her face serious.

"Besides... after an... experiment zat was forced upon me, I can't reproduce... so by your logic, I'd never be able to be attracted to anyone because zere is no 'need' to do ze impossible. 'owever, I do find you attractive, like I 'ave many ozers, so zat proves zat attraction is not just sexual, and zat it also is not just between a 'eterosexual couple."

((Interesting subject... hard to tell in RP form though :P))

"I think I understand. So... attraction is an entirely seperate affair and entirely up to personal preference. Thank you for explaining it to me..."

Victoria looked down at her feet for a moment and swung her head up, looking into Leonne's eyes and tying to analyze her reaction from her facial expression.

"If you don't mind my asking, what exactly were the events that lead to you becoming- well, sterile?"

Leonne sighed; she had somewhat expected that question.

"...let me just explain somzing first: I'm currently 32 'uman years old. I became sterile at age twenty zree... five days after my birzday." Leonne began, her face solemn "...you see I was a genius when I was younger; antisocial tendencies that counterbalanced my tactical prowess, technological abilities, foresight, and even physical skills with stealz and ze like. Because of zat, ze black ops organization, Strategic Tactics Organization, forced me to join zere ranks... or zey'd imprison me for life on a desolate planet.

"Naturally, I joined, and after a year of training, I was put on active duty. For ze next zree years, I was the best agent zey 'ad ever 'ad... I was, in essence, a 'ghost' on ze missions; noone knew I was ever zere. Unfortunately, because of zat I was forced into being ze test dummy for a specialized biological and genetic engineering project to create, in essence, super soldiers."

Leonne paused for a bit, having to calm herself somewhat.

"Zey modified my body wizout my consent... zey stole any organ zat was unnecessary for my survival. Ze genetic modification ruined my ability to bare children... and as such, zey removed ze ovaries, deeming zem unnecessary. In ze end..."

Leonne drew the pistol she carried at her back, twirling it and spinning it at a speed no normal human's reflexes would allow them, and then sheathed it as if it had been nothing.

"...zey got what zey wanted... a super soldier stronger, faster, and smarter zan zey could ever be... and in return, I killed every. Last. One, of, zem." Leonne continued, her eyes lighting up with anger "I deleted any information related to me, stole an experimental stealz suit, and left... which is when I became an S-class Alliance criminal and fled for my life for six damnable years before ze cleared my name... realizing zat zey 'ad severely broken my basic rights as a 'uman being."

Leonne's eyes 'quieted down' as she leaned back in her chair, sighing to relieve the emotions that had been welling up in her.

"Zat's my life... 'ow I became sterile, and why I'm ze way I am... Zat's why, if you 'ad said you didn't want to come 'ere, zen I wouldn't 'ave zreatened you or done anyzing to 'urt you... nor will I ever do anyzing to you wizout your consent..." Leonne finished, the clothing that Victoria was supposed to be looking through forgotten on the screen.

"They used you... like a machine."

She took a moment to examine Leonne's expression and to collect her own thoughts. Before, Leonne had been a muddled conundrum to her, but the image of this woman was starting to become somewhat more clear.

Victoria smiled and tilted her head to the side, "I'm glad I met you, Leonne," she paused a moment, "Looking back, I don't know what I would have done without you. I don't know what I'd do without you now."

Leonne replied with a smile.

"Zank you, Victoria... and zat sounded razer 'uman, by the way." Leonne said pleasantly "But I'm sure you'd 'ave found a way... granted it might 'ave been more difficult, but you'd 'ave found a way nonzeless. You are an intelligent and 'sexy' girl after all."

She laughed a bit at her own joke before continuing.

"Now, 'ow about we take a look at zese clozing styles, and you tell me which ones you like." Leonne said as she gestured for the woman to take a look at the screen "If you need a seat to sit down in, I'll be glad to get one for you."

"Yes, I would like a seat, thank you very much."

Victoria examined the screen for a moment, quickly realizing that she didn't know anything about fashion. The array of items available confused her for a moment.

"Erm, I don't know a single thing about fashion, though."

Leonne chuckled a bit.

"Just take my seat, and remember what I said earlier about attraction?" Leonne asked with a smile "Well, zat is ze case 'ere. I don't by zings because zey are fashionable, I buy zem and wear zem because I like zem. Just go zrough and see if zere is anyzing you like. If it's a bit... problematic, I'll let you know, but I don't foresee zat as being a problem."

She stood up after that, offering her seat to the young synthetic.

"Thank you, Leonne."

Victoria sat down and briefly acquainted herself with Leonne's personal computer setup. She went through the system, checking multiple permutations of various clothes in style, color and type before settling on the outfit which most caught her eye. A black leather coat, styled after the 20th century U-Boat jackets, a simple red zip-up shirt with a high collar and a courduroy pants.

"There," She said, "All done. I like it anyways. What do you think?."

Leonne looked over the clothing, and saw that it was... better than she thought it would be. It was an odd mixture of fashion and anti-fashion, which was fitting for a human who wasn't quite one. Still, Leonne felt a bit of help was in order.

"Zat's not bad, especially wiz your lack of fashion experience." Leonne said with a smile "But if you don't mind, I 'ave a bit of my own advice to impart."

With that, she quickly went through and ordered several dresses, not the sexy and showy ones that she herself wore though, and several sets of casual wear. She was going with what would best fit Victoria's appearance, but she was no expert of course.

"Zere, ze order is in, we should 'ave zem soon enough." Leonne said, checking her omnitool clock in the process "Unfortunately zough, I must be 'eading back down to my business. I know zat ze... issue wiz your previous 'ome was recent, so I ask zat you stay 'ere. You can use ze computer to research 'uman be'aviour if you wish to, and we'll discuss ze details later, okay?"

((Enterprise, say that Leonne leaves in your post, and my next post will be continued in Chora's Den))

Victoria watched as Leonne exited the front door. As the door slid shut, she remained still, realizing that she was now alone in this place, her new home.

She faced the computer again and accessed the Net. She wasn't too terribly curious about human behaviour at the moment, and from personal experience, it was more efficient to learn it in person. She instead, started researching present culture and past history, in order to bring herself up to what was probably considered an acceptable level of knowledge.