<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/>Elisabeth just arched an eyebrow as the man's gun was coming up faster then she had ever seen. For less then a heartbeat it centered on her, the tunnel of the barrel looking huge, then it dropped and with a spin and flourish was reseated in the worn holster. The man had moved quicker then Agatha had even realized or maybe even noticed. She exhaled then took a slow even breath and her red tinted lips curved in a smile.<br/><br/>As Agatha spoke and gently teased Christian, her green eyes watched him. She could see with the shoulder bump that he cared about Agatha but more like a brother and the exasperation that for a moment soften his hard face gave her another clue. As did the “Now wait just a minute!” that came out with a sputter but lacked any anger.<br/><br/>Agatha grabbed her night bag leaving Elisabeth standing with her purse and a covered box. Her green eyes danced in the light of the house then she stepped close to the man. Maybe it was the danger he presented.<br/>Maybe it was the racing of her blood after looking into the barrel of a gun. Maybe it was the lingering effect of Teddy. Elisabeth went up on tip toes and leaned close to the gunfighter. She was not like many women that worn buckets of perfume so one could smell them across the street. this close though she smelled of roses and soap. Her voice was low with a soft English accent that was both exotic and refreshing, "I am not Aggy's woman though if my plans work in this mess we have maybe Aggy will finally have one. Onneca de Goni her childhood friend will also be joining us and I plan on finally getting them to actknowledge their feelings and I do hope 'Christian' you wont interfer" She lowered her self to her feet but her green eyes met his with a fierce look.<br/><br/>Her hand patted his chest as she smiled and brushed past into the main area of the kitchen. She sat the box and her purse on a counter, the purse making a soft 'clunk' as she did so. Her deft fingers opened the box showing it was full of big ripe strawberries. She also opened her purse and laid a pistol (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_Bull_Dog_revolver) on the counter. "please call me Elisabeth and this is what I carry"<br/>Being who he was she thought it much better to let the man know she also had a gun, since it might avoid her being shot by mistake.<br/><br/>She pulled another apron free from its hooks and grabbed a knife to start chopping the carrots. her hands were skilled and deft as they quickly made small pieces of the orange vegetable. "Christian, You probally should wash up in the sink before Agatha comes back." She gave the man a smile with her head tilted and a look through her eye lashes that showed she was clearly more a man's lady then he may have thought.