<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 had hoped he'd tolerate her at his table of course but she hadn't expected the big blond man to be so downright friendly. She hesitate a moment before she reached across to return his handshake, finding it more than passing strange that he didn't look twice at her clothes or comment on how she talked. She wasn't used to being so readily accepted and it made her a might suspicious. She sat back, pushing the brim of her hat up with a finger, and studied him across the table.<br/><br/>"Everybody calls me Li-Li, and the pleasure is mine, Mr. Lawson," she said. She hadn't been spending much time in town and sure as hell didn't listen to gossip so she didn't equate the Lawson name with anybody other than the pleasant man keeping her company at the moment. "I ain't exactly a lady...and I'm here for the same reason everybody else is...curiosity and free drinks. When do you reckon was the last time anything was free in Gomorrah? Got to take advantage of that when you can."<br/><br/>She flashed him a lopsided grin. She was young and her features a n ice balance of the two cultures she had clearly come from though most white folks that saw her just tagged her as Chinese and left it at that. Her dark eyes remained alert as she talked to him, glancing about the room from time to time as she took in the crowd. "So what do you do for a livin' Mr. Lawson?"<br/>