<div class="floatleft">(http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab235/bloodiedporcelain/elcharacterpics/Doomtown/redhead76_zpsd8d9eec9.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Aislinn Eilir<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>None<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3rd, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Street<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nicodemus / Open<br/><strong>Note:</strong>All things in<em>italics</em>are happening in Aislinn's head.<br/><hr/>Apparently completely oblivious to those around them and definitely oblivious to the less-than-appropriate thoughts going through his head, Aislinn let another smile curl her lips as he offered his arm, ever the gentleman. Without hesitation, her small hand lifted and wrapped around the inside of his elbow, her dainty fingers splaying along the curve there and sliding up along his bicep, effectively wrapping her lower arm and wrist around his arm.<br/><br/>It was a loose, but nonetheless warm sort of embrace... one that locked them together just enough to make it feel as if she were giving him a small, loose hug. As soon as they were walking again, she looked up and around them, though her eyes never lingered on a given person. She still felt followed, but it was more a nagging feeling at the back of her cluttered mind... the focus of her attention was on the man beside her, and as they kept a sedated pace, she finally spoke.<br/><br/>"Why follow me?" she asked, her tone not at all unpleasant, but instead more curious than anything.<br/><br/>Eyes lifting, she watched<em>the bird making lazy circles above their head, blue-purple feathers fluttering in the evening air</em>with the stars shining above it like hand fulls of diamonds thrown over a black blanket. They winked their secrets down at the world below, and Aislinn wondered if they could speak and if perhaps she was just too far away to hear them.<br/><br/>“Do you think those are diamonds? Or maybe they’re holes in a big black blanket… left over from angels keeping bad things out of heaven…” Something deep inside of her said that felt wrong, but she had no idea why or what the answer could be. Would it be more interesting than the answer she’d just given him?