<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt357/Niferbelle/my%20avatars/doomtown7av_zps641b8122.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lilah 'Li-Li' Oliver (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200832.msg9813377#msg9813377)<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>There have been a few rumors but who listens to those<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 11, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Babel's Tower<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Reid, noticing Corky, open<br/><hr/>Lilah had to smile a little as the big guy talked a bit about what was usually free in Gomorra. Clearly he'd been here long enough to k now what a shithole this place really was but she couldn't remember having seen him around before and she thought she would have remembered him. He kind of stood out around her with that yellow hair and by having good manners though he wasn't wearing a suit. Lilah quite often saw the worst that people had to offer and it was a right change to be chatting with somebody who didn't treat her like a piece of dirt under their heel. Somebody other than Jack and the fellas, that is. The news of free food was even more welcome than the free booze seeing how she didn't drink much anyway and her stomach growled a little in appreciation at the thought.<br/><br/>"I guess I'm kinda like you, Mr. Lawson," Lilah said easily, expecting that the question might get turned around on her. "I do this and that. I take in a little laundry, do some mendin', a little cookin', here and there. I ain't all that good, I admit, but usually I'm cookin' for folks that don't care what they're eatin' as long as they don't break a tooth on it. I even tried my hand at minin' for a bit. Honest work is getting harder and harder to come by 'round these parts though, I agree with ya there."<br/><br/>Her dark eyes swept the room again and hardened a bit as they lit on one person in particular. Corky Hendricks, over there talking to the brute of an Englishman. Lilah felt a flare of anger and had to look away in order for her to get a smile back on her face and not draw too much attention. Corky Hendricks had shot Jack and no doubt thought herself clever for it, not even realizing Jack could have blown her head off but didn't because that wasn't his head. Corky was just a stupid girl, a stooge of Sweetrock who believed every lie they fed her. Maybe Jack wouldn't pull the trigger, but Lilah, who'd never shot anybody and wasn't looking forward to it, sure as hell would if she saw Corky Hendricks pointing a gun at Jack again. It didn't occur to Lilah of course that she and Corky might have a lot in common, both being about the same age and eschewing the life most girls their age would have. She glanced back across the table at Reid.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid you ain't gonna get much attention from the whores while I'm sittin' here," she proclaimed rather bluntly, not sure if that was bothersome to him or not. He was young, good-lookin', and polite, probably the kind of customer a whore would look forward to havin' compared to some. "If you were hopin' for some, uh, company of that nature, say the word and I'll move along."<br/>