Clinging to the one of the spires of the Valentino Mansion, she looked down over the lights of New Pretty Town where she could see and hear the New Pretties partying. They were shallow and vain, but Seraphine knew better than to think that. It wasn't like they had a choice. But she did.
She jumped down to the balcony below, scaring two Pretties as they shot safety fireworks at their friends on the ground. The bash was black tie and only the most fashion-missing people wouldn't be there. Not that Seraphine cared who wouldn't be there, but one person who would be.
Her sneak suit changed to a long, purple silk, strapless dress, still covering the bungee jacket hidden underneath, as she stalked through the New Pretties, all of them standing in tight-nit groups, drinking champagne. Had she been a regular Special, they all would have been staring at her, but she wasn't regular, she was an Undercover, with no lesions that Pretties and Specials had, she could do anything she wanted. She looked like a Pretty, but underneath her flawless skin were hard, wiry muscles and technology that would have had any Rusty rocket scientist stumped.
It wouldn't be long before one of the Pretties got extremely drunk, that's when the real party would start. Seraphine had to finish here before then, though. It was always harder to track randoms when everyone was moving. Not that it would be impossible to find the girl when the party started, but Seraphine wanted this mission to be as easy as possible.
Cable didn't want her here; in fact the Doctor had told her specifically that she wasn't to follow through with this mission, but since when did Sera listen to Dr. Cable? Tally Youngblood was a threat to everything they had built and had to be taken care of before it was too late. It was just unfortunate that Cable couldn't see that.
The search didn't last long, Seraphine knew that it wasn't just luck that she'd picked the right place to look, but more her special senses that had guided her. There, standing nervously in a group of Crims was the legendary Tally Youngblood. She stood in a very pretty-making outfit of a short black spaghetti-strap dress. She looked nervous and Seraphine could see her hand shake around her glass of champagne. It would be hard to get her away from her friends, but, once again, not impossible.
Doing the first and only thing that came to her head, Seraphine walked toward Tally. "You're Tally Youngblood, right?"
Tally nodded, "Yeah, what's your name?" Her words were slightly slurred from one to many glasses of bubbly and shaky from being around the nervous-making Crims.
"Seraphine Windsong, I became Pretty only two weeks ago and I'm a huge fan." Sera giggled, she'd played the part of a New Pretty so many time that she could do it in her sleep.
"Cool." Tally beamed, her eyes sparkling. To anyone else, her Pretty eyes and Pretty face would have drawn people in, made them look innocent, but Sera wasn't like that, she knew better, and Tally Youngblood was anything but innocent.
"I was just wondering if you could tell me what it was like in the Smoke." I made my Pretty eyes sparkle. Tally, being a brand new Pretty, would be dazzled.
"Um, actually I have to get back to my friends…" Tally began, but after seeing the hurt cloud my eyes she said, "One story, what could it hurt?"
A lot, Seraphine thought, a lot.
Seraphine and Tally made their way to an empty balcony. It was dizzy-makingly high off the ground and even though Seraphine wasn't afraid of heights, it was nervous-making.
Flipping her long, brown hair over her shoulder, Seraphine grabbed Tally around the waist and jumped off the balcony.
