<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Agatha-avi.jpg) </div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Agatha Dunwich<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Dinner Time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Agatha’s House<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elizabeth, Christian, Onneca (Maybe)<br/><hr/>Agatha placed Elizabeth’s bag in her own room on top of the truck at the end of her bed.  She and Onneca would have plenty of room in here.  The bedding she placed was of the finest quality topped by her most favorite quilt.  She gave the room one last observation making sure everything was perfect.  This wasn’t exactly what Agatha thought about when she daydreamed of two beautiful women in her bed and she laughed at herself because of it.<br/><br/>The musical quality of Onneca’s voice floated up the stairs bringing a small smile to pink rosy lips.  Yes for Agatha things were complicated, but regardless of her growing feelings for her childhood friend she was still above all her friend and having her and Elizabeth and Spooky here under her roof was the closest thing to a family gathering that Agatha had had in years.<br/><br/>“I’ll be down in a minute.” She called from the doorway of her bedroom before making sure the trunk at the end of her bed and the secrets it kept were locked safely away.  She took a moment to look at herself in the full length mirror set in the corner of her room and smoothed out her dress and apron. With dinner nearly complete she began to pull pins from her hair and let loose coppery coils flow down her back and spill over her shoulders.  A few minutes later when she had calmed little butterflies of excitement and nerves she descended the stairs and walked towards the kitchen seeing her friends gathered together.<br/><br/>“Buenos noches.” She greeted her closest friend and once Onneca’s hands were free she could deliver the overdue hug.  “I am really glad you came.” She said as quiet as the rustle of their clothing.  She stepped back and took both of Onneca’s hands lifting them up to the side to look in admiration at her lovely dress.  “Onny, this is beautiful.  I don’t think I have seen this one before.  Oh please let me take your bag upstairs.” She would take the small handbag from olive sun-kissed hands if she is allowed. “I have already moved Elizabeth’s into my bedroom.  I am sorry I do not have more rooms, but there will be plenty of room in there for the both of you, I am sure.” She said letting Onneca’s arms go.  “Thank you for setting the table.” She said to the others in the room not sure who had done so.  “Onneca, this is Christian.  Christian, this is Onneca.  We grew up together in the rail camps and she was my closest friend as a little girl.” She introduced them to one another knowing Onneca’s shyness around strangers she stayed at her friend’s side, the back of her hand brushing along Onneca’s as if holding it without holding it.  It was a small gesture barely noticeable among the rustling skirts that that flowed against one another.<br/><br/>“I trust Elizabeth has been keeping you entertained?” Agatha asked Spooky glancing between the two of them. “I see she got you to wash up.” She observed watching Elizabeth finishing up the carrots.  “You didn’t have to do that dear.  You are my guests.  I want you to enjoy yourselves, not slave away in my kitchen.” It had yet to occur to her that if the three in her tiny kitchen were to compare notes she would have very few secrets left to tell.<br/><br/>