>     Betamu mumbled some sort of "urk" type noise as she brought her arm up to
>shield her eyes from the bright light.  The doctor dropped his scalpel in
>shock and stumbled back.
>     *BETAMU!! Betamu!! Wake UP!* Eve shrieked repeatedly.
>     *Shut up Eve...*  Betamu sat up and glanced down at the trembling doctor.
>   The doctor nervously returned the stare and then tried his best to mumble
>something coherent.
>     "W-w-who a-are y-y-you?"  Betamu stood up towering over the doctor.
>     "I'm... " she paused for a second trying to drown out Eve's wild shrieks
>of joy, "I'm.... I'm really hungry..."  She brought her arms up around her
>body,  it was cold in the lab room, too cold for her.  "...and cold."  The
>doctor scrambled over to a small console next to the door and pushed a little
>blue button.
>     "Type-2401 is conscious, bring food." The doctor turned around and looked
>at Betamu for a second and then opened the huge metal door and slipped out.
>
><<A little bit later>>
>
>     Doc Shimoto leaned over the front of the table his jaw almost touching
>the ground in shock,
>     "For the love of GOD creature how much are you gonna eat."  Betamu
>ignored him grabbing an apple and taking a large bite out of it.
>     "That's your thirty-fourth apple!"  She swallowed the bite and then took
>another while attempting to speak,
>     "Ith's cold."  A small piece of apple fell out of the corner of her
>mouth.  Everyone in the cafeteria of the Nerima Area Facility had by this
>point in time turned their undivided attention to Betamu's appetite.  The
>cafeteria was full of all sorts of strange aliens and creatures.  If they
>were from another world, this is where they were kept.  Betamu glanced around
>briefly as she polished off the apple.
>     "Ok, I'm full." she gave a half-smile.  Shimoto sat back,
>     "It's about time."  Betamu's half-smile turned into a grin, and she
>snickered a little.
>     Shimoto leaned forward again, "What's so funny?"
>     *Betamu I don't think that's a very good idea.*
>     *Shut up Eve.*  Betamu looked directly into Shimoto's eyes and then
>grabbed his forehead.
>     "This..."  Shimoto's head lurched back sharply after a somewhat loud
>popping sound, he slumped forward onto the table.  Betamu pulled her hand
>back and massaged it a little.  *Eve, have you cracked all the access codes
>for this place yet?*
>     *Not totally, but I have made an interesting discovery about this world.*
>     *What?* Betamu quirked back across the cerebral connection.
>     *They are sooo primitive that they're still using electronic devices
>vulnerable to minor power surges and EM pulses, which means you should be
>able to disable most of them with a little twinge.*
>     *Excellent.*  Betamu stood up as most of the other aliens watched.  She
>calmly walked over to the entrance of the cafeteria.  She reached out to the
>access panel and entered the code.  The door slid open.  She sauntered down
>the hall towards the elevator.  Again she punched in the access code provided
>by Eve and the door opened effortlessly.  *Eve, I can't just walk out the
>front door.  Isn't there another way out.*
>     *Afraid not, but there is way you can probably get out.  This facility
>isn't something that's open to the public, so it's hidden, rather poorly at
>that.  It's in the basement of an office building in Nerima, and it's usually
>rather crowded.  If you can get ahold of some clothes you might be able to
>sneak out in the crowd.  You could get to the ground floor through a
>ventilation shaft on the 5th floor.*
>     Betamu kneeled down to inspect the elevator panel better.  "I guess this
>is it," she muttered as she pushed the small round button labeled "5".
>
>     Betamu stepped out into the streets of Nerima.  *So nice of that man to
>let me have his clothes.*
>     *I don't exactly think 'let' is an appropiate word.* Eve retorted.
>     Betamu started off down the street, taking particular note of how well
>she was fitting in,  she was only 13-14 inches taller than everyone else.
>She squatted down a little in a futile attempt to be a little less
>conspicuous.  "It's so cold" she muttered as she pulled the leather jacket
>she had stolen tighter onto her body.  People were staring.  After a bit of
>wandering she found herself in front a small building called a "Dojo".  She
>was getting hungry again, it was cold.  The cold was beginning to be too much
>for her.
>     Betamu sat down and leaned back on the door *Eve, I thought I told you to
>find a place with a suitable temperature for me.*
>     *Um... yeah, sorry about that.  You see I didn't realized these people
>haven't discovered how to control their climate yet.  It was good when I
>picked it. It's about seventy... degrees now, that's their unit for
>temperature.*
>     Betamu relaxed a little, her eyes drifting shut, "These people are
>backwater."