<div class="floatleft">(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oodrLvSj1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Elizabeth Sawyer<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>Ring Mistress<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Act<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Fire Handler<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Big Tent<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dark Emerald Green Corset, Black lining.  Black Tights, with three inch matching Emerald Green heels<br/><strong>Languages and Accent</strong>French Canadian accent, French<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kepler, glancing at the Family.<br/><br/>She had chosen her seat away from the others for a couple of reasons.  But the most important one was to observe how things went down with Lawrence.  He was in a particularly odd situation, being one of the old timers…Yet to most in the family being as fresh blood as anyone else.  She knew that he would be able to handle himself, he had always had an incredible ability to survive that tended to bleed into his social affairs.  She would be lying to herself if she tried and tell herself that she wasn’t a little bit jealous.  She would swear up and down to most that she had no feelings left for him, even to herself, but times like this let her know that somewhere deep down they had not entirely disappeared.<br/><br/>She was a bit surprised that he was immediately accompanied by a group of people.  The most surprising of which being Kinky, for some reason she had not anticipated the two getting along.  Elizabeth was a lip reader…But no amount of help from the spirit could allow her to read their lips from this far of a distance, only the body language she could make out from where she was.  They all seemed to be getting along just fine, she found her body begin to ease.  That was until Lexie approached Lawrence, and apparently asked them to dance since they quickly went that way.  Her face went emotionless, but she was forced to bite her lip.  Lawrence looked over to her, she didn’t doubt he noticed.<br/><br/>She immediately poured herself another glass of champagne and looked away from the dance floor.  She caught Kepler enter, seeming entirely normal until his gaze ended up fixed on one particular person.  When she realized who she couldn’t help but to smile, logging it away in the recesses of her mind for later use if need be.  Elizabeth drank from her champagne and watched as Kinky began to play with his knife.  Elizabeth just shook her head and muttered “Dear god he brought a weapon.” She had no doubt that that may likely end up being a very, very bad sign.<br/><br/>Kepler was their to distract her at the perfect time, and her full attention was drawn to him.  Just like most of the men had done to Lexie, Elizabeth gave Kepler the once over before offering him a flirtatious smile. “Better now.”  She rarely flirted with Kepler, mainly because she rarely had the opportunity to speak with him in a one on one setting.  As Kepler sat down she again looked over her Family, who were already beginning to mingle peacefully.  She wasn’t surprised to see the bulk of the clowns with the Stage Hands, while the acts sat on their own for the most part.  No matter how much she attempted to drive it into their heads that they needed to learn to socialize, they absolutely refused to listen to her.<br/><br/>“The grounds should be clear by now.  I have a few local stage hands earning their last nights pay patrolling the area to keep out unwanted guest, so our only concerns should be within this tent.” She trusted Kepler more than she trusted a lot of the Family.  She could never be positive, but she already knew that he had no issues bleeding for the circus and she had a feeling that he would have no issues dying for it if it came to it.  She hoped that day never came.<br/><br/>She washed away her thoughts by finishing the glass of champagne, setting it down on the table a bit too harshly.  She was lucky the glass didn’t break in her hand.  That hand lifted, intent on pointing towards the dance floor.  But she stopped halfway, forming a fist that had fingernails pressing into her palm.  Kepler didn’t gossip, so he was one of the few she confided in.  She doubted he liked it. “He is back for two weeks, and his first gathering he decides to dance with a nearly naked clown.  He fucking mocks me on purpose.” She was more or less talking to herself, but it was still nice to know someone was there to hear it.  She took a deep breath and looked back towards Kepler.<br/><br/>“But I do not appear to be the only person bothered by it.  Kinky has hardly began his drinking and I have a feeling he is already getting angry.  At who I do not know.  I know that it goes without saying, but we need to keep an eye on him.” Her voice showed a frustration.  She did not like that she was already feeling undermined.  Her body turned in an awkward way, and she reached behind her chair to take out one of her poi balls.  She placed it in her lap and sighed, shaking her head to try again to clear her mind.<br/><br/>“I think that you and Lawrence are going to need to talk and come to an understanding.  For the most part, he is incredibly level headed, but if he is set off he can be violent.  Especially if he feels like he is trying to protect somebody.  I want him to know that I trust you immensely, and that you can protect the family.  I do not want him to make a bad name for himself so freshly returned.” Her mood had appeared to change.  She didn’t sound as though she wished for Kepler to threaten Lawrence, she honestly meant her words as they sounded.  If Lawrence trusted Kepler to do his job, then there would be no worries about him stepping out of line.<br/><br/>“Kinky is a strange man, but I believe that in his own way he means for the best.  If he acts out tonight, I want you to try your best not to hurt him.  Obviously I am not going to tell you how to do your job, but so long as you can subdue him for long enough for me to get to him I know how to…” Put the fear of god in him, was what she wanted to say, but she thought that’d be far too cruel. “Ensure that he calms down.”