SENSE-
All was black; there was neither sense of self nor a sense of environment. There was nothing, the world completely blank. But something changed; her programming was triggered and her gears began to hum with life. The feeling of a soft vibration from all the gears was the first sense given to her, and when she opened her eyes, and her ears registered sound before anything else.
"Hello! My name is Ahiru. Is there anything I can do to help you?" All the new sensations enraptured her and when her sight finally registered her attention was soon caught by all the different objects in the room.
Fakir was next; sound was the first sense he registered. He heard Ahiru's voice, then he heard his own, gruff and humorless. "I am Fakir, do you require help?" He had a sense that his nature had not been what their creator was going for, but however seemed pleased.
Ahiru took a moment to take it all in; the world had started as nothing, not even a blank slate. It had been utterly nothing, and now her world was alive. She could see the wonderful colors, feel the strange textures of her clothes and skin, smell the fragrances of the sterile laboratory, hear the sounds of her own working body and of the world around her, and she could even taste the saltiness of the air as it blew in from the sea as it wafted in through an open window.
It was all so beautiful and overwhelming for the both of them, though Ahiru found that her senses compelled her to explore more than Fakir's did.
After they had been functioning for a few hours, Autor tried to teach her chess, (apparently her programming for it crashed,) but she wouldn't pay attention. Her gaze, instead, was on her partner android, Fakir, who stood at a span of counter, riffling through papers. He was mostly silent and gruff, but her senses told her that he was important to her, and they had yet to lie to her.