<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Doomtown/doomtown003_zps4f74c1bd.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Lady Elisabeth Boyle</span></span><br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Member of the Collegium.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3rd, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Dinner Time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Agatha's house<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Agatha, Onneca, Christian<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Buenas noches Onneca," Elisabeth smiled as the lovely woman and her dear friend slide close and she whispered back, "Yes that is Spooky but he likes to be called Christian and he won't bite...unlike the one story Agatha told us about." Her fingers pulled another vegetable out to begin cutting it and her green eyes teased as she frowned at the man and louder said, "...but he could use a better shirt and might loose his fingers if he isn't careful." She lifted the sharp knife and waved it once back and forth at the man as he finished munching his carrot. It was clear that Elisabeth was not afraid of the man or his legend.<br/><br/>"Onneca dear add a bit of pepper to the chicken and check the artichokes while I finish chopping these up...unless of course Christian intends to swipe more," she gave a smile to the man then looked at Onneca fully and her eyebrows arched.<br/><br/>"Onneca de Goni, where have you been hiding that dress. I so do want one, can you do it in silk as well as cotten," she had stopped and actually walked around the smaller woman her fingers caressing the dress and looking it over with a practiced eye. "I think I will partake of that offer you made to me last year, and let you make a dress out of that lovely fabric you showed me that you said was perfect for me," Elisabeth nodded and stepped back to chop the food.<br/><br/>It was then that Agatha walked in and hugged Onneca closely. Elisabeth's green eyes met Christian's as she arched an eyebrow wondering if he caught the hug and that Agatha had not done the same with her...<br/><br/>"I am not slaving away in your kitchen Agatha but it has been some time since I last helped with a meal, normally I dine out at one of the local eateries. The chicken smells lovely but a tad bit of pepper would enhance it and give it a bit more spice. I also brought Strawberries from the green house, the plants are doing great after your help and Onneca's. So I figured desert would be strawberries and honey with a wine. I also have a bottle of white wine from Paris that father sent me."<br/><br/>She waved the knife at Agatha as the woman took Onneca's bag, and motioned her head at the lovely olive skinned woman, "Onneca while Agatha takes your bag up, you can handle the skillet while I chop these up and add them in"