<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Doom%20Town/lg_492d6579-7614-4f3b-bc84-fda41030b5da_1217491714_donna_feldman-17_zpsb9e34e83.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Harley<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown to the public<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 4th, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Event<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Agatha, Marguerite, Christian…etc<hr/>Harley's lengthy strides ate up the distance as she quickly navigated her way toward the disturbance. This was most definitely ot what she'd had in mind when she'd hoped to find some way to relieve her boredom. She would have much preferred to spend some time getting properly acquainted with the alluring redhead scientist but it seemed that whatever gods governed Gomorra had different ideas as to what sort of excitement was necessary. Of course, this came as no surprise to Harley given the things she had heard about since arriving in town years ago and as such there was no hesitance in her, no signs of nerves of anxiousness and in fact it would almost seem as though the lanky gunner already understood the nature of what they were to face. It wasn't true of course, her senses told her that whatever it was that had shattered the night's silence with such piercing screams was most certainly bad but she had no way to know the scene they would come upon anymore than the almost unlikely companion rushing to keep up with her.<br/><br/>As they neared the site--the location made obvious by the number of people milling about trying to get a good look or even leaned over in a show of illness or crossing themselves--Harley's features would change from that of concern to harden into a mask of deceptive calm. Despite the speed at which she had rushed over, her motions still held a lazy swagger that would immediately make her stand out to those who knew what it was they were looking at and indeed her approach along with Agatha was noticed almost right away. The smell that rent the air was coppery and so heavy that there was no doubt what lay beyond the body that stepped into her path, the scent of so much blood was broken only by the sharp tang of bile and though her nose recoiled at the evidence being offered to her there was no sign of it in her features. Instead, the tall brunette's gaze first went past the male to land upon the familiar figure of Marguerite. The woman was in rare form as she seemed to be taking charge of at least part of the situation and a slight cocking of Harley's head was the only sign of acknowledgement as she had no wish to offer distraction just then even if part of her wanted to hustle the woman away instantly.<br/><br/>It was a tough pill to swallow, pushing back her natural instincts when it came to those who pricked at her protective instincts, and so that was why despite the overly aggressive nature of Spooky's words to her, Harley did not bother to growl back. In fact she first took a moment to assess the male before her, something deep down recognizing him on an instinctual level. She had little idea who the hell Spooky was. She'd heard tales of course but she wasn't one to be bothering with dime store novels or even putting much stock in reputation without evidence to support it. There was something about him though that commanded a certain amount of respect if you had any sense at all, maybe even obedience, but the gunslinger would have to do a whole lot more than bark at her to spook her if that was what he was aiming for. She'd have never made it on her own as long as she had if she was so easily impressed upon or allowed emotion to rule her.<br/><br/>A smirk did show itself however when Agatha moved around Spooky as though he hadn't issued a command.<strong>"Guess it ain't so well understood,"</strong>she drawled before stepping to the side of him to get a good look at what it was that had people so messed up. She could have walked further but she had better sense than to put danger to her back and at the moment the grizzled gunner was the most dangerous person near her, something she did not forget even as she finally got a look at the carnage.<br/><br/>At first her eyes did not seem to know what the hell she was even looking at. She blinked once and then again, her face once again a mask of calm that was as much for her own benefit as well as others. Finally the images before her started to make sense and as it did the too sweet scent of spilled blood grew almost overwhelming. It was by far the worst thing Harley had ever seen and indeed some part of her was reeling, but she held it together, her gaze lifting to Agatha as the redhead made her grief stricken plea. She wanted to tell her she had no experience with something this savage, wanted to rewind time so she could go back and force the woman to stay behind rather than simply urging her to keep close, wanted to erase it all from her memory, but Harley knew better. There was a reason she did not bother with prayers.<br/><br/>Despite being unsure of what such a task would entail, about what it might mean for her own safety, Harley nodded her head unable to refuse such a blatant request for help.<strong>"I will find the thing that did this. I promise."</strong>She glanced over at Marguerite and her jaw firmed. She didn't have a whole lot of connections in Gomorra but she was beginning to find that she wished she did and that meant being willing to put herself on the line to insure those people she allowed in remained safe. This probably wasn't what Jack had in mind when he'd asked her to keep her eyes and ears open but he'd hopefully understand. Wasn't like he'd cry much over her anyhow... which of course brought her back to that whole connections deal.<br/><br/>Resolved and unwavering in her decision, Harley turned back to Spooky and eyed him for a long moment before speaking quietly,<strong>"She should be safe enough if she stays wit her friend and Marguerite there but I ain't much use in patchin' nobody up. Whadaya say you an me go huntin', <em>Spooky</em>?"</strong>She used the moniker he'd given her but not like she found him very Spooky at all.