Name: Lottie<br/>Place within Hierarchy: New talent<br/>Role: Act<br/>Position:  entertainer<br/>Location: Returning to The Big Tent and elsewhere.<br/>Wearing: interesting clothing<br/>Tagging: Kate, Kinky and open.<br/><br/>Lottie would certainly not have gone too far with this clown, even if her sister was considering it, there was harmless flirting and even a little crude language when it came to Catherine, but the two in general were extremely careful. Perhaps overly so, well there were those that took advantage of ‘Freaks’. The two had often found unwanted attentions from both outside and inside the carnies and that was uncomfortable but understandable as they were both attractive young women<br/><br/>The quieter twin was not a player and shied away from people in general, more so men, but of course it would be selfish to expect to get her own way all the time. Kinky it had to be said did make her feel more than a little uncomfortable, actually more uncomfortable than most which was certainly difficult. Of course her sister could feel it, for they shared more than just a body to a certain extent. Catherine felt the sensations in her own body of a certain tension even over the alcohol that had been drunk this evening.<br/><br/>As they drew away yet further from the party Lottie became increasingly nervous, and would have run by now were she not joined with her sister. Kate was far braver than she especially with men. Still the fear in her own body mingled and mixed with her sister’s hard drink. All that Lottie was feeling now that that this was a very bad idea to go alone. From what had started as a joke or two seemed for some reason to become a journey into darkness, and then deeper and more depraved than that. This twin could not tell the future but was for the most able to read people, and now alone with just her sister and his teasing... this clown she did not trust him, less so when he drew out the cloth bindings. Perhaps it was innocent but again there were alarm bells...it was better to be safe.<br/><br/><strong>Sister, I fear I am getting a headache from your whiskey…perhaps we might return to the party and make our excuses.</strong>Her lovely eyes looked to Kinky,<strong>I apologise, but I believe my sister will also find this headache might creep up on her.”</strong>Just as the words slipped from her mouth it appeared that the clown was distracted by another , and though she was shedding tears it was something that would save the twins. She knew his bark would not frighten Kate and for a moment she was tempted to stay.<br/><br/>With that said Lottie gave a polite nod and pulled the joker card from behind her ear and let it fall to the ground. Turning to her sister there was a nod and a look that was slightly uncomfortable that any that might look on, as they readied to flip in unison away from the clown, and back to the party.<br/><br/>The two returned to the Big Tent and it was obvious that at least Lottie was a little upset. Not just about Kinky but about the whole situation.<br/><br/>