"Don't talk to me like that you little brat or I'll take back the bag I've just dumped in the corner!"Intrigued, I unstuck my eyelids and looked out f...om under the sheets. Becs or Becky my sister stood there grinning at me like she always did. She's 18, three years older than me. We look very much alike. About the same height and slender build. Very similar facial features. Even our hair, though Becs was currently streaked with purple and blue hues, was similar in length and style. Mine hung. The one I had some control over at the moment. What to tell Jen and how to get started. The guys back in the control room would be working on the problems as well.We communicated via encrypted cell phone signal as I moved from tower to tower on the way home. Somewhere a couple of hours from home, we decided that they would set up a dummy company. Since they had lots of practice, they would set up a dummy entertainment and public relations company. That company would contact me through Jen. A. .. p-please... let me go...“„Give her another injection, please Miss Judith,“ said Madame Vesta. „It won’t do any harm at this stage.“Miss Judith was quick to comply, with Julia desperately trying to cringe away from the needle.„You may be interested to know that I am going to be in charge of your training, Julia.“ said Miss Judith as she jabbed. „Mr Osman requested it... and I think I’m going to rather enjoy it.“„Osman... Osman has been here?“ croaked Julia. „I can’t believe it... I can’t. I think that could been it." It was." So what does your information, which I'm not sure whereyou got it, do for me?" Don't worry."=-= Ay, iyaiyai, Ay, iyaiyai A-a-a iyaiyai, Where's my samurai I've been searching for a man All across Japan Just to find, to find my samurai Someone who is strong But still a little shy Yes I need, I need my samurai Ay, ay, ay, I'm your little butterfly Green, black and blue, Make the colours in the sky Ay, ay, ay, I'm your little butterfly Green, black and.