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The ground underneath her clicked when she walked. Well, that wasn't exactly true, considering her shoes were the ones really clicking, but for the meantime she was impatient. Rosalind was supposed to meet her at Destiny Towers at 10pm. Granted, Perseus was still five minutes early to the engagement, but still. For some reason she was more impatient than normal, and it nagged her in the back of her mind. The girl leaned against the railing behind her, and after a minute jumped up a bit to be sitting on the top of it.

There was no guarantee that they would even meet anyone that night, but even the thought of getting in another fight made her nervous. But at the same time it made her blood rush; until her limbs tingled and her heart beat faster. There was something right and wrong about everything, and that line was an easy one for Perseus to walk. She did have ambitions to be a lawyer, after all.

The senshi fiddled with her wrist cuffs, idly spinning the bronze bracers around and around. They were tight, but not uncomfortable, almost as if they had been molded to her exact form. Not that she was surprised at this, considering that the whole entire uniform came custom tailored. Some of the best tailored clothes she had ever worn at that, considering they always came out of the 'wash' looking like new, dirt free and repaired just as they had been when she'd been unlocked.

Perseus clicked the watch off of her bodice, checking the time. The watch was certainly handy enough, though she didn't know its purpose. It was important, she knew that. Three minutes now, until their appointed meeting time. The sailor was anxious to get things underway, and then to get home and take a well deserved bubble bath. Her muscles were still aching from being toned and worked on for the last few months. It was worth it though, Perseus was more in shape than she'd ever been. The clock ticked as she locked it back into place, and the girl who owned it sat there, listening to the sounds of Destiny City at night.

At the sound of heels clicking in the distance, Perseus's bright eyes snapped up, immediately homing in on the soldier of wealth strutting towards her. Three minutes late wasn't so bad, but it was still late. Stepping off of her perch, she waited for the girl with an eyebrow raised. "My dear, there is being fashionably late, and then there is just being late. You might care to learn which is which." Fashionably late her a**. Adira knew fashionably late like she knew the back of her hand, this was not an instance of it. Regardless, she had been lucky that the girl had showed up close to on time.

After all, her bathtub was beckoning even from here, in the landscaped surrounding of Destiny Towers. The girl smoothed out her ribbons before looking back up at the girl in front of her. Well, at least she was down to business, that was something that Perseus could respect. "No, nothing strange. I'm up for a short patrol tonight though." Senshi business was trying sometimes.

Unfortunately for Rosalind, there was something very nasty lurking in the shadows of Destiny Tower, high above their heads. Black Lady Serenity, the lost princess of Crystal Tokyo, was in a very foul mood that night. Not only had the Negaverse been absolutely unresponsive to any of her queries, it was if they had been doing nothing but throwing parties the whole time! Absolutely no information to speak of, no idea if her mother or father might be walking this earth, let alone their courts!

To put it simply, she was lonely, and growing desperate that she would ever again find her family - her place in the world.

So when snobby Rosalind's words floated up to crystal-hung ears on the Observation Deck of Destiny Tower, a cruel smile twisted her youthfully pretty features. There was only a thought involved, and the Lady was on the ground at the base of the tower, her eerie and childlike laughter floating out into the night in front of the pair. One step, then two brought her black-draped figure and streamers of bright pink hair into view, the inverted sigil on her forehead in sharp relief against Black Lady's skin.

"No nasty battle? If you will stand still, I will just destroy you then!" The handle of her magnifying glass was held lightly against her cheek, the inverted crescent pointing out at the girls. Just a thought, and dark energy would go shooting from it and right through them. A voice in the princess' head told her that killing them was forbidden, but she didn't care right now.

Right now, she was angry.

Rosalind did indeed feel the awful, horrendous aura pang in her heart, but being a creature of appearances, she didn't heed that warning too much.

"Destroy? Us?" She scoffed, looked over her clothing, and continued, "what could a trollop like you do besides dress awfully?" Taking a defensive stance next to Perseus, Rosalind continued to look over the possible opponent in disdain.

Something in the back of her brain told her that this woman meant business, but she just looked so trampy and harmless that Rosalind felt a little confident before her.

The sailor scout almost rolled her eyes at Rosalind comment. Clearly, mocking the dark aura'd being in front of them was not the smartest thing to do. However, it didn't seem to phase her all that much. A few other things bothered her mind about Black Lady Serenity, things that wouldn't stop nagging at the back of Perseus's mind.

A crescent moon, while inverted, was still a crescent moon. The name. She didn't have too much time to think it over while she dodged the energy beam coming her way. Perseus had barely enough time to dodge out of the way. A corner of her cape had been severed, and the pavement stung where it hit skin. "The cat. The cat told me about you. Lady Serenity." Hopefully it would be enough to bargain with. It was terribly rude for Perseus to call Chloe 'the cat', but the sailor was more focused on getting up off the ground and into some semblance of a fighting stance.

A childish giggle erupted from the Lady's throat at watching the crass Rosalind crash into the bushes, skirts flying around her, perfect curls marred by the fall and now frazzled. She didn't look so very 'wealthy' now, did she? It was decidedly eerie though, one of those sounds you didn't expect to hear from a grown woman, and especially not one that was trying to kill you. A rich chuckle, a cold spate of laughter, but never a high-pitched giggle. One of the many ways that Black Lady Serenity was truly a girl out of her time, her place, and her body!

It stopped almost dead, however, when mention of 'the cat' came to her ears. "Cat? You have a cat?" The mirror shifted aim to Perseus, putting her in the proverbial hot seat as it were. "You will tell me about this, or I will fire. Or I will not fire." Her head tilted to the side a little, smile absent and cruel. "You will not know until I do." The mirror was twirled lightly in her hand before caught and pointed again. Rosalind was not a concern or a worry to her, though that was probably unwise.

But when was Black Lady ever wise?

Perseus' eyes flickered once. They flickered twice. And then they flickered three times-- geeze, how many hints did Rosalind need?! The Soldier of Illusion was obviously trying to signal to her comrade to "GET HER, GET HER, GET HER, NOW!!" but Rosalind was too busy listening to Black Lady's chopped-up excuse for the language she called English. From what she had gathered, the pink-haired harlot was talking about cats. Or something.

But finally, Rosalind noticed one of Perseus' subtle signals to get the damn woman. She looked around for something to strike with; crowbars were too barbaric and unbecoming of a lady, and her magical attack didn't pack enough oomph to actually extensively damage their adversary. So, Sailor Rosalind did the next best thing she could think of-- she removed one of her solid-gold pumps and threw it (with as much force as she could muster) at Black Lady's head.

Hopefully it'd do something worthwhile.