<div class="floatleft">(http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oo3fv7yh1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lexie Moore<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>New Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Clown<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Trainee<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Big Tent<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This! (http://oddstuffmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/body-paintings-23.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth, and Lawrence<br/><br/>Dance was a small word compared to what was going on between the three people pulled together on the stage. the spirit played them like willing puppets and the rest of the world was swept away in a whirl of emotion and sensation. Nothing more existed but the two people on the raised stage from her, everything else for Lexie turned into white nose and faded away as if it never were.<br/><br/>Elizabeth spoke softly to Lawrence words that lost meaning to Lexie as the woman's voice dipped in volume. Lexie wasn't concerned or upset she couldn't hear. The spirit soothed her and guided her, kept her from her natural inclination to try to pry and find out what was being kept from her. She watched Elizabeth bit Lawrence's neck and tilted him a wicked grin that promised all sorts of dark delights. Elizabeth slide her touch down his arm then his hand moved and as Elizabeth turned her body so she was facing Lexie, Lexie's hand joined with Lawrence's.<br/><br/>Elizabeth's smile was met with one in return from Lexie's lips. At Elizabeth's whispered words she smirked lightly her eyes sparkling lightly with both interest and amusement though she knew deep down she would never cross that line though it was fun to toy with the idea none the less. Lawrence's fingers twined with hers then lifted her arm so Elizabeth could do a stunning little spin away from between them. Lawrence guided her into an easy spin so her back was to him and Elizabeth was there in a moment gliding up her body, so close she could feel the heat of her through the paint, the brush of her breath.<br/><br/>Lawrence's chest was pressed her her back Elizabeth's chest pressed against her own pinning her between that two. It was exciting, thrilling. she could feel the swell of spirit guiding them together, binding them as only it could. She's felt the spirit often as a clown she was always sort of preforming and often felt the brush of it during normal activities but she'd never felt anything like what it was doing now. She shivered a full body shiver that crawled over every inch of her skin as they both spoke in turn to her.<br/><br/>She felt like a pawn being manipulated by two masters as they each tried to play her to their advantage. She should have been affronted but she couldn't seem to find the will for that as Lawrence's hand slide down her thigh and lifted her leg to circle Elizabeth's waist with the slender limb. As soon as his hand left her leg Elizabeth's replaced it. They moved with a like mind.<br/><br/>Elizabeth spun her away and she went without a move of protect, she was swept away by the magnitude of the two of them and the thrill of the spirit. She couldn't have resisted if she wanted to. Elizabeth bent her into a deep dip that after a moment over balanced the two woman Lawrence was there to catch them as Lexie had guessed. She fell into his arms and Elizabeth landed on her, her lips pressed to her own for a brief moment before she lifted herself up using Lawrence's thigh and her own.<br/><br/>She felt over heated near panting from 'dance' between the two. Taking a steadying breath that did nothing to ease the overly warm feeling that made her want to peal the pain from her body she used the heels of her palms on Lawrence's thighs to slide her body up his until she was on her feet. A glance at Elizabeth told her Elizabeth had won. She considered continuing the dance. She wanted to, oh how she wanted to but she already felt like there was gasoline pumping thickly through her veins just begging to be set alight, and she knew without needing to be told Lawrence was wholly off limits.<br/><br/>She nearly groaned knowing she'd be going to bed alone but smothered the response as she turned to face Lawrence and leaning into him letting him feel the entire outline of her paintclad body pressing into his own. If she was to go to bed frustrated she sure as hell wasn't doing so alone, "We'll have to dance again dear devil" She breathed letting her voice hold a touch of husky temptation before she pulled away and approached Elizabeth and pressed a kiss high on her cheek her hand brushing down the woman's arm, "I see the appeal of sin' She whispered her eyes flashing with silent pleasure before she walked away her hips swaying before she hopped from the stage leaving them both alone as she tried to find a bit of relief in joining Keplar and Sochi at their table and lighting a cigarette taking a deep needy drag.