Oh she'd make a perfect one.  'Brian' lay on the ground for a few moments, wiping his face at the pain that had ripped through him.  She was strong.  And she could see him?  It laughed inwardly, thinking of the joys that would come about.  A hand was reached out to touch her hair, touch her scalp, to let her get the direct contact.<em>'Behave or your brother dies,'</em>was the message.<em>'I will have you escorted to him.  But if you want him free, you'll have to pay the appropriate cost.'</em><br/><br/>Would she take them up on the offer?  'Brian' would get to his feet and push the friends back and away from his sister.  "Leave her alone guys," he said, brushing at his nose once again.  He'd have had a broken nose had he been something human.  "She's just acting like she's always acted.  Leave her alone."  'Brian' sent out a quick message, and one of the other doppelgangers made his way over to the situation.  This one looked like any man in the world, six foot, around one eighty.<br/><br/>"Excuse me ma'am," the man said.  "I'm going to have to ask you to accompany me to the appropriate area.  We can't allow anyone, not even family members, to accost people within our premises.  If you would be so kind."