Flashing lights? Ashley had hoped for an audio response but maybe he hadn't the programming to do so. Was it Morse code? Binary? It was a short message considering how slow it was being played out. Regardless of its encoding, and as soon as she could get something to write this all down with, Ashley fancied she could decrypt it. Ashley was digging in her pockets trying to scavenge a vial, something long and pointy and some scrap notes when the automaton started to speak. Ashley stopped rummaging and listened intently.

[quote]"I am sorry, Madam. You are not the first to try that, and you probably won't be the last.  There's nothing there to recover, I have tried myself.  If you would like to ask me other personal questions, I only ask that you introduce yourself first." [/quote]

The first bit did not compute with Ashley. It defyed her understanding of constructs, which she had to admit wasn't much, but even in her limited knowledge knew it was very much out of the ordinary. Not being able to comprehend exactly how odd helped her to put the statement to one side as all the necessary follow up questions lay outside the scope of her talents.

An introduction though? She could do that. [i]Ashley the Good Doctor! Field medic, mad scientist, rebel necromancer and naughty nun. Sculptor of mortals and shunner of ethical experiementation AND practice. Yeah! Powerpose, Sultry gaze, pop the hips, make that coat swish.[/i]Ashley gave a little courtsy instead,[color=violet] "Dr. Ashley Jung, medical malpractioner"[/color], she hesitated for a moment, it wasn't too late to back out of the full intro, [color=violet]"but just call me Ashley"[/color], she said with a smile. Not covered in enough blood and vicera, high from the thrill of the Hunt, Ashley supposed. They could find out about her exploits later.