<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/8f/Marguerite_Tuerny_07.jpg/600px-Marguerite_Tuerny_07.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marguerite Tuerny<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Early Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Golden Mare<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Harley, Open<br/><hr/><strong>"The pleasure is mine, Harley."</strong>It was an odd name - was it her given name, or her surname?  Or some sort of nickname?  Whichever the case, the woman obviously did not want to elaborate.<br/><br/>Marguerite wondered why she was here with this strange, oddly-named woman?  Her desire not to be alone was easily satisfied by sitting in the cheery lobby drinking tea - there was plenty of activity in the room, more than enough to take the edge off the feeling of surveillance.  But the people here were... they were like herself, back when her life was grand and disaster something she experienced only in books:  They were concerned with what was proper and by appearances.  This tall, beautiful woman chose not to accept her role as a female, defined by her father's or her husband's success, but to define herself.  One had to respect that.<br/><br/><strong>"You know Harley."</strong>She prefaced as she stirred a tiny dollop of honey into her tea.<strong>"I came to Gomorra to investigate a mine I inherited."</strong>She sipped at the tea, satisfied that it was right, she set the cup down to settle.<strong>"I find the whole area quite alarming and dangerous, but I do want to prove out my claim."</strong><br/><br/>She paused when the valet approached, nodding at his information.<strong>"Thank you."</strong>She flashed the man a pro-forma and not overly-inviting smile.<strong>"I'm quite relieved that my things have arrived."</strong>She wondered just what exactly Nathan had sent?  Perhaps she should go up and check?<br/><br/>Deciding against it, she turned her focus back to the strange woman across the table.<strong>"As I was saying, this is a dangerous territory.  And I have few contacts in the area.  If you're not otherwise engaged, perhaps you'd accompany me to the mine in the next few days?  I'd feel much safer with you and your gun there to protect me."</strong><br/>