<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rb4pAg651r7wrq1o1_250.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chloe M. Mallory<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>Elizabeth's Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Act/ Trapeze Artist<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Chloe's Private Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Simple Yellow dress with a black belt around her waist<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth<br/><hr/><br/>Chloe merely gave Elizabeth an incredulous look at her crazed muttering. She managed to catch snippets of it while the rest was not able to be interpreted. The jest of it was clear to her. Elizabeth did not believe her statement. It did not surprise her that the woman found the honestly truthful statement as a lie. There were plenty of women that bought different types of items without intent to actually wear or even use them. Some had different reasons like self-doubt while others merely liked to admire the quality of beauty in a shoe like how a collector might seek out art. The same could be stated for Chloe.<br/><br/>Often times when in one of those interesting sex shops around the country, she could not help but purchase some oddly shaped toy due to her curiosity. There were times when on the train that she would retrieve the purchase to admire or perhaps imagine the way a woman might use it on herself. Just thinking of it was enough to cause her face to burn before she would hastily place it back in its protective confines. Yet, she did not utter a word in her own self-defense. Time had taught her that Elizabeth’s opinions were not changed easily. Even still, the thought of appearing like some sex crazed maniac disturbed her a little.<br/><br/>The information on anal sex caused her cheeks to burn bright red as her eyes widen. Her mind conjured the image in her head, and she bit her lower lip softly, ruining perfect makeup. It just did not seem right to her. Almost animalistic in nature. Besides, it had to be extremely painful. Chloe grimaced as if slapped when further information was given to her. “Oh no,” she said hastily when offered to try out the experience. “I do believe I am content with one method of sex. No need to add more.”<br/><br/>Then the knowledge of people gossiping about her sent her into a need nervous attack. Sure, they gossiped most of the time, but none of it held a grain of truth. Nothing more than flapping lips with nothing more to do than try to torment her with words. But this time they were not far from the mark even though what happened in her room was completely innocent. The stroke across her face caused her to calm down although she wanted to choke the person who started the rumor. Had Kep heard about it already too? Worry creased her brow. Elizabeth’s voice coaxed her back into reality as she tried to regain some sense of calmness. “I am not ashamed of Kep being in my room,” she commented quietly, “It was not all that horrific. Plus, people do a lot worse than talk with someone in their bedroom. Plus, it was a matter of great urgency.” Her eyes drifted over to the seat where Kep had been mere hours ago, and she nearly sighed with memory of his legs being ever so close to hers.<br/><br/>Chloe’s mind cleared when Elizabeth managed to surprise her by standing in the bed. “Elizabeth!” she nearly screamed, “Get down before you fall and hurt yourself.” It was a ridiculous thought considering the nature of Elizabeth’s job put her right in the heart of flames. The difference was on performance night, Chloe was usually drunk on the overload of spirit in her veins, but now she was fairly clear minded. Her fingers crossed and clasped tightly together, turning the knuckles white with nervousness. To her surprise, Elizabeth began to speak about that horrific test. The ring mistress’s excitement was watched closely with curious blue eyes as the rendition of the performance happened in her room. Even without the flame and the roar of the crowds, the dance was only one word. Amazing. A grand smile appeared on her face as she chuckled softly then clapped excitedly. “To face death without fear is to become immortal,” she said while turning her face to Elizabeth. “It is why you were chosen by the spirit as its guide.”<br/><br/>The conversation moved to a more distasteful subject. The morning event or rather attack. She was not entirely surprised with Elizabeth’s decision to have the two women punished, and she was smart enough not to ask how it would be done. Truthfully, she did not wish to know about it. It was another thing to pretend did not happen in the circus like some of its members promiscuous behavior. She did stiffen at the mention of Lawrence having a chat with Kepler. A frown appeared at her lips before standing from the bed. “I disagree. Lawrence has to prove himself…again. Just like how the rest of us did upon our arrival. The spot of leader is one to be gained and earned not handed out like candy to children.” Her eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms over her breasts. For the first time, Chloe spoke on the disappearances in the circus. “If anything ever happened to Kepler, I will never forgive you.” Elizabeth went on to speak about elders but Chloe remained unconvinced. “To be an elder, one must prove themselves to those around them. Lawrence has only returned but one day. Surely he cannot expect for everything to return as it was before. He even brought that…mistress with him rather than working things out with you.” She closed then distance between them to kneel front of Elizabeth and take her face in her hands. “Surely you wish to marry. To have children. To teach them the ways of the spirit?”<br/>