Name: Lottie<br/>Place within Hierarchy: New talent<br/>Role: Act<br/>Position:  entertainer<br/>Location: The Big Tent<br/>Wearing: interesting clothing<br/>Tagging: Kate and open.<br/><br/>However much the rather lovely Lottie wanted to avoid the party this was one that she was unable to convince her sister that they could miss. Also the truth be told they had been having more evenings in after the shows than they had carousing so the rather quieter twin had to concede.  She was also aware that this was something that really would be impolite to avoid and ignore and being ill-mannered was not something that this rather lovely red haired girl would do. Her sister might but this twin certainly would not, though good manners or no, she arrived.<br/><br/>As this was a rather ‘formal’ occasion Lottie wore the same attire as Kate, such things were often expected even in the more relaxed celebrations. Though the outfits were a little less revealing than might have been worn during a show they did show more flesh than the slightly quieter twin might have liked. The glitter and beads shone and sparkled in a most enticing way, they even seemed to play across her rather pale and slightly freckled skin of the entertainer.<br/><br/>As she was the left twin her right hand was placed about her sister shoulder, it was of course not necessary considering the feats that the two could perform on various stages.  However it felt right to do so as she liked to be closer to her sister when having to meet with new people. Of course she had seen many of them and had also perhaps passed quiet conversation or a polite smile but that was about it, Lottie was the rather more subdued of the twins.<br/><br/>There was something a little unnerving about Lottie though, the way she and her sister walked in complete unison, and the fact that the two always seemed to be having some conversation between them, but a conversation without words. The more submissive of the two found somewhere to sit and drew two chairs very close together so they might sit, only after she had taken a small glass of wine. Yet she did not drink it for she knew that Kate would likely want a scotch and it was never a good idea to mix grape and grain for both of them would suffer.<br/><br/><br/>It had been exciting being offered a place in this new circus one that was growing and living, truly living with the stories that her grandmother had told made Lottie fee privileged indeed. After a short time the quieter one picked a scotch and put it to Kate’s lips.<strong>Do you think we should mingle a little?</strong>there was a pause then as the glass was placed back on the table. Only so her sister could pick it up.<strong>So what do you say another spot of Dutch courage...not that you need it…we should try to join the party, after all you love a party.</strong>her voice was quiet little more than the breath of a whisper. More interaction appeared to go between the two but few would know the words that might be spoken.. They crossed their legs as one…and smiled.<br/>