<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5a9j56Smy1r7wrq1o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Olaana Noemi<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong><del>Elizabeth's</del>Lawrence's Talent<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Beast Master<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Food Car<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Morning after train depart<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Work Clothing: Without the Hat (http://www.polyvore.com/olaana/set?id=50421277)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lawrence, Kep, open<br/><em>I do what I want when I want to do it.</em><hr/><br/>Even though her face remained the symbol of calmness, her heart fluttered with the increase of intensity in his gaze when he looked at her. She felt the desire to press her lips against his when he smiled at her. His dark looks always entranced her, and it was likely her reaction to him would never change with time.<br/><br/>They shared was something entirely unique to just them. Or so she hoped. Her head nodded even though annoyance flashed in her eyes about refusing to use his name in order to gain special privileges. “Even I have standards. Hopefully, people will applaud and admire my loyalty to you rather than give me the cold shoulder. After all, it is you that was wronged here not the other way around.” Her tone was matter of factly before she continued to eat her meal without a hint of malice appearing in her mind. Those who did not like her due to her allegiance with Lawrence would receive a side of her which only a rare few ever had the misfortune of seeing. The world always seemed cruelest to those who did not deserve it while idiots remained in power. His words comforted her though she noticed something pass over his eyes almost similar to worry. Randomly, she made a guess over what could have caused it. “I have no desire to fight with your soulmate.” It was difficult to call another woman by such a title, but the words were true. The only negative was that she could not detach herself from him if she wanted to do it. Whenever she screwed another, Lawrence always came back to mind.<br/><br/>Her eyes closed, hiding easily stroked arousal, as his fingers gently touched her foot. She bit back a moan though when her eyes reopened it was clear where her mind had just journeyed. The only thing that prevented her from taking him on the table was that it would take much longer than mere minutes to have her full of him. The animals needed to be checked on after breakfast. Not enough time. Still, she could not help but wonder at his reserved behavior in public. Was he ashamed of her? It seemed already he was pulling away from her. Olaana was no fool to believe it would not happen eventually but not much time passed since they first arrived.<br/><br/>Appetite diminished but she forced herself to eat rather than be wasteful like a spoiled brat. His advice would be heeded though she did not necessarily agree with it. It seemed as though he hesitated with answering her question. Intentionally or unintentionally, he tormented her with each second. Here he was, back in his natural habitat with all that he desired when thrown from his proper place. “Yes, I know it well,” she responded about his history with Elizabeth before taking a spoonful of oatmeal into her mouth. The woman's name seemed to be spoken every few minutes without fail. Her eye narrowed at the idea of being made a scratching post and his lack of faith in her abilities. “I do not fear<em>your</em>Elizabeth. If she is wise, she will not attempt to make my life hell. It can only come back to haunt her in the long run.” An underlying threat was in her voice though she would never initiated violence. It was not her way, but she would not become someone’s punching bag. Her soft brown eyes connected with his as she let out a soft sigh then reached over to place her hand on his. “I do not care how it turns out as long as you and I are still a...” The word to describe their relationship escaped her mind since she was not sure anymore. Rather than continuing, Olaana became eerily silent.<br/><br/>She missed his last comment since Elizabeth’s loyal dog, Kep, entered the food car. To show Lawrence she was not incapable of making new friends, Olaana gave the man a wave of her hand in greeting. "Why don't you sit with us, Kepler? We don't bite. Well, I bite...hard."