\<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>Big Tent<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/chloe/set?id=48565323)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kep, Kink<br/><hr/><br/>The memory of Kep and Elizabeth dancing together replayed in her mind as he spoke to her. “I suppose you’re right. Elizabeth is not one to wait patiently for a meal when hunger strikes her.”<em>Nor does she wait for anything or anyone else.</em>Her eyes strayed over to the ebony haired woman, who appeared to be in an enjoyable conversation with the always lovable Lexie. Well, that depended on who was speaking of her. Some people within the circus adored the new clown while others shied away from the seemingly constant state of happiness. A short but genuine laugh escaped her lips as they agreed on not wanting Kay at their table.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Kay winked at her with some type of look in his eye. Chloe was not sure if it was the haze of all the alcohol in his system or something else. The wink caught her off guard so she did not know how to respond to what she perceived as flirting. Her lips pursed together as she thought rapidly before her hand rose in the type of wave royals gave their citizens. No waving of her hand. Just an acknowledgement of his presence.<br/><br/>It was not often Chloe and Kep could talk to each other for an extended amount of time. Yet, when it happened, it always felt natural between them without a moment of oddness. Just conversation. For some reason, Chloe thought he could not stand being around her since she was so old fashioned and traditional. The sentiment was not new since some people called her grandma behind her back due to some of her morals. She was often told in her youth to ‘get with the times’ rather than become left behind in the past. Yet, there was something about tradition which comforted her more than any modern luxury. Perhaps this was the reason she adjusted so well to the lack of technology within the circus.<br/><br/>She took a small bite of her salad, not noticing that Kep replicated her action with the napkin. As he answered her question with a revelation about himself, her eyes bore into him in disbelief. Quickly, Chloe recovered herself since she knew it was rude to stare. Rather than make a big deal about his opening up with her, she decided to compliment the city of his birth rather than pile one questions. “Chicago is a lovely city. Well, that’s what I’ve heard about it. I have not had the pleasure of actually visiting.” If he decided to share about his home city, she would not stop him, but Chloe did not plan to force it either. Her hands reached out to readjust the shawl on her shoulders since a cool breeze brushed past her. A pink tint came on her cheeks with embarrassment since she did not wish to seem like a person full of past wants and desires. “I…yes. That was on my mind earlier before you drew me out of my thoughts.”<br/><br/>The meal lay forgotten as she lifted her hands to fiddle with her pearl necklace. His questions hit her like a ton of bricks yet she already knew the answer. It took her a few seconds to respond. “Of course not. There is nothing there for me anymore. If I left I would probably become some crazed homeless woman or a nanny since the world moves entirely too fast for me.” There was nothing but honesty in her voice since she accepted her fate as belonging in the circus. "Oh dear. I have been blabbering like an idiot. You are probably annoyed with me." She resume eating since her appetite managed to return after nearly pouring out her problems to him. Just then, she noticed a trio of people move out of sight. It appeared like the twins and Kay. Only heaven knew what they were up to.