<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, open<br/><hr/>Lilah stood at the back of the crowd with every intent not to be noticed, something she generally accomplished with ease despite her rather unconventional appearance. It was odd enough, though not immensely so, to be a woman in dungarees and a rig, but the fact she was Chinese, at least to western eyes, made more than one outsider look twice. She'd grown up on the streets around here though and was pretty much a fixture and folks that had been here awhile were most likely to shrug her off or not even notice her at all. She spat on the ground as that smiley snake of a mayor started yapping, as always taking every chance to inflict his voice on a crowd, and he could have said that the sky was blue and the grass was green and Lilah wouldn't believe it. The man was bought and paid for by Sweetrock which made him just about the lowest form of life and Lilah was always disappointed every time he spoke to a crowd and nobody took a shot at him. like today, for instance. As for the new owner of the<em>Babel</em>, Lilah wasn't sure what to make of him yet. She had a feeling he was more than just another suit but she couldn't be sure and maybe it didn't matter if all he was going to do was run his hotel and stay out of local 'politics'.<br/><br/>The speechifying concluded, the crowd began to drift into the establishment and Lilah hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not to do the same. Chances were she'd get kicked out anyway, not too many places in town wanted her business, especially when they were giving handouts, but she might get one of those free drinks in her before they did and maybe have a little chance to hear some news. She didn't much like it but the truth was with everything going on, she was going to be spending a lot more time in town for the foreseeable future though she'd rather be livin' large on the new riverboat with the others, but somebody had to be around to keep their eyes and ears open considering the chaos and the changes that had been afoot lately. There was no doubt, she was going to have to find a way to be more a part of things around here and not just a shadow on the street.<br/><br/>She slipped into the crowd and wandered in, a slim figures in jeans, a worn muslin shirt and leather vest, her hat pulled down low over her eyes and upon a quick glance somebody might mistake her for a boy which would be no never mind to her. She glanced around and noticed some faces she'd seen in town before and some she hadn't, including a big Swede sitting by the bar. She formulated a strategy and headed over, grabbing the chair across from him and sitting herself down. She wasn't usually the sociable type bit she reckoned they'd be less likely to kick her out if they thought she was with another customer.<br/><br/>"Howdy, hope you don't mind if I take a load off," she said, making herself right at home regardless. Despite her appearance, there was nothing Chinese about her voice, just the laconic twang of the western working poor. "Place is fillin' up fast. 'Sides, there ain't nothin' more pathetic like than drinkin' alone. Uh, excludin' present company, a'course."<br/><br/>She gave him a friendly smile then looked around for a saloon girl who could set her up with one of those free drinks.<br/>