Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.

My name is tally youngblood and my mind is very ugly

She wasn't here to gawk. She was an infiltrator, a sneak, an ugly. And she had a mission.

What happens when perfection isn't good enough?

Why are you still wearing...?" Aya began. "Oh, that's not smart plastic? You're really an ugly?" David rolled his eyes and Shay said quietly, "David's never had any surge at all. But I wouldn't use the word ugly...Tally might eat you.

Junkies might be easy to knock down, but they're never fragile. They have souls like old leather shoes studded with steel, and they're about as much good as friends.

Have a little faith in me, Volger." "I have great faith, tempered with vast annoyance.