<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Doomtown/Doomtown371_zps291b515a.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>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>'The London Royal Apothecary'<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Agatha and Onneca<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Elisabeth had hurried back from the town meeting and was able to get the tea ready and the table out on the wooden walk set up before either of her dearest friends could arrive. She let down her hair a bit since she was still flustered from her night terror of early Monday morning. The effects of the horrid dream would hang on for 2 days and she had that frazzled and needy look the other ladies had begun to recognize. It was the one subject she had yet been unable to speak of with the others since it was both terrifying and arousing to her.<br/><br/>She was wearing her blue silk blouse and matching silk skirt with all the silken undergarments that went with them. She loved the feel of silk on her skin almost as much as she liked the feel of nothing on her skin. She sat down and took a minute to think about what had happened. The town clearly needed a new sheriff but please not Bilton, he was a pig at best and at worst he might very well drive out all those not fitting his view  of how ladies should act.<br/><br/>She had pulled out the bulldog pistol she kept in her purse and then the second she kept hidden laying them both on the table. It was rare she would have them out but she had decided that her friends needed a bit of encouragement concerning guns and she might have to do that encouraging. She heard a step on the wooden broads and looked up expecting one or the other of the 'ladies' but instead saw a student of Professor Hardinger she knew. He bowed and handed her a sealed letter then walked off.<br/><br/>Elisabeth opened the letter and began reading, her eyes narrowing and a look of concern on her features as the other ladies would arrive.