<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 20<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>between the sheriff station to the Whateley Estate<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>observing Townsend, Dolores Whateley, CLOSED<br/><hr/>She hadn't gone out looking for trouble with spying or whatnot on her mind. The night was stuffy in that shack she was renting and sleep kept running away from her no matter how many times she rolled over so it seemed the natural thing to get up and get some air. Gomorra in the middle of the night wasn't always a hospitable place but if you didn't draw attention to yourself and minded your own business, you were generally all right. Her footsteps were light as she made her way down the street, staying under the shadows of the awnings and false fronts of the buildings, and she found herself thinking of the boys and what they were up to. She understood why she could be useful in town but she didn't like feeling so cut-off. She realized the law dogs' office was just ahead and snapped out of her brooding. Some of the twistiest sons-of-bitches in town wore badges and she was always on edge when she was around one of them so it was second nature for her to decide to cut through a side alley rather than walk past the jail but she was only a few steps in when she realized there was somebody ahead of her. Two somebodies.<br/><br/>The woman's singsong voice, the giggling like a child, it all sent a shiver down Lilah's spine. It wasn't until the woman glanced up and the moonlight glinted off her face that Lilah recognized it was Delores Whateley. To hell with a shiver, that was enough to turn Lilah's blood to ice. Delores Whateley was mad as a hatter...madder...and from what folks were saying, she was responsible for those terrible bloody murders that had the town so worked up so what in the hell was she doing out on the street this time of night? It wasn't until she heard his voice that she realized the fella with the crazy woman was Townsend, not that knowing that cleared anything up. He sounded just a creepified as Lilah was yet there he was, leading her...somewhere. Goddammit. Had the Whateleys done it again, bought their way out of trouble? Or was Townsend taking matters into his own hands? Either way didn't set well with Lilah.<br/><br/>Don't attract attention and mind your business, the rules of the street. Lilah was going to have to hope she could manage the first and get away with ignoring the second. She followed silently, just close enough to stay within earshot but no closer as she waited to see just how this would play out.<br/>