<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Doom%20Town/c45c9351-3123-49e6-b250-c45847c7f82e_zpsdd362d0d.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Harley<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown to the public<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3rd, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Early Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Street<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Marguerite, Open<hr/>Harley hardly flinched at the accusation in the woman's tone over being startled. Instead she bowed her head in apology, making a small attempt to look at least somewhat contrite as she spoke in her low Texas drawl.<strong>“A thousand pardons ma'am. Weren't my intention to frighten ya none.”</strong>Though the slight quirk of her lips might have made that statement seem a little less than the full truth.<br/><br/>It wasn't as though she were some slip of a girl, barely noticeable as she made her way here and there. Likely if the woman was spooked then it was her own doing. However, considering the company she had just left Harley supposed it might show she did indeed have a lick of sense somewhere in that head of hers. Neither Sloane nor the Whateley were men to tangle with carelessly.  Hence her desire to warn the young woman just now.<br/><br/>Turning her attention to the boardwalk, Harley let the second accusation roll off her in the same easy manner she had the first, only this time there was no apology offered as her shoulders hitched up and fell carelessly.<strong>“I might have looked your way darlin'. Though I woulda thought a Lady as fair as you outta be used to that much by now.”</strong>She certainly wasn't going to apologize for her own ghosts and the other woman did seem to be the sort to turn a head or twelve. She was almost sure the darlin' was used to crooking her lil' ol' finger and havin' several strapping men come running to see what it was she required. She'd find plenty of that sort around here same as anywhere but she might also find a few who's attention she really didn't want. Hopefully she had brains to complement her beauty.<br/><br/>Aware of the looks being slanted her way, she kept her eyes on the path ahead and offered no further words as the two walked on. She didn't see a reason to complain when a beautiful woman wanted to look at her, though she of course didn't make any assumptions as to the reason behind her interest. Assumptions could get a body into a whole heap a trouble 'round here. She was aware she didn't fit the typical image but while she didn't purposely draw attention to herself, neither did she bother trying to be what she wasn't.<br/><br/><em>Maybe if you had she wouldn't have left...</em><br/><br/>The words slid through her mind before she could squash them down but Harley knew full well that following that thought would only lead to trouble. There wasn't any sense of lingering over something that could never be and she had long ago laid those demons to rest. There was no regret in her, she had done the right thing after all and wouldn't hesitate to do it the same way if she had it to do all over again, but of course just because she was ready to accept the loss she felt and move on that didn't mean the memories just up and evaporated.<br/><br/>Turning curious dark eyes on her companion for the moment, she traced the woman's lovely profile and wondered just how she could have mistaken her for Gem in the first place. From this close she could see quite plainly the woman looked very little like the one from her past. Gem had been pretty for sure but her appeal had come from the almost shy innocence she had radiated and that sharp mind she hid behind those cornflower blue eyes. Whereas the woman beside her was without a doubt one of the most beautiful creatures she'd ever laid eyes on... and she knew it. Not knew it in the way that Harley understood her features could be appealing in the right light, but rather in the way a snake knew it was deadly; it was just in her blood. The way she carried herself spoke to that and Harley couldn't help but wonder how such a young woman had come to be in a place like The Maze seemingly alone.<br/><br/>There was another glance cast her way and though she could have played it off and looked away, Harley leveled a lopsided grin at her unwitting companion. Predictably the young woman looked away with haste, her chin lifting so high she wondered if people twenty paces off might not be able to see clean up her nose and Harley had to bite back a low chuckle. Still the beauty's hasty reaction put her at a distinct disadvantage as she wasn't much paying attention to her surroundings, something that was further proven by the fact she had made no move to avoid the uneven portion of the boardwalk.<br/><br/>With barely a hitch in her stride, Harley closed the small distance she'd left between them, her gaze caressing the other woman's cheek in a manner far more intimate than was probably proper between two women while her hand sought to grasp her slim fingers. Her other hand followed quickly to brace the woman's elbow as she raised her hand and perhaps because she could, she whispered,<strong>"Watch your step now darlin'. I'd feel right guilty if you hurt yourself trying to sneak glances at lil' ol' me."</strong>A wink followed because something about this woman seemed to demand it but just as quickly as she had come to the woman's aid, she released her and moved away, the whole exchange taking barely a few seconds. Certainly not long enough for anyone looking on to read into.<br/>