<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>Chloes Room.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This Dress  (http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/310355/310355_in_l.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>6-7pm First Day<br/><strong>Languages and Accent:</strong>French Canadian accent, French<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mentioning Lexie, Chloe.<br/><br/>Her little encounter with Lexie had not quite went the way that she had intended.  Not from beginning nor until the end.  The entire thing had been a surprise, but she’d expected nothing more than light hearted fun.  But the subject had moved into a nasty direction.  There were people in this circus that she felt comfortable with, and those were a select few.   But every one of them knew the nasty side of the circus.  And every one of them had been spirited…They could feel the spirit, and they understood that even acts that seemed vial had their purpose.  Her mistake was that she had came to trust Lexie.  And she had forgot that her words may have a severe impact upon the girl.<br/><br/>But one thing that Elizabeth had become adept at was shrugging things off.  She’d only told the girl the truth she would be forced to learn if she took the position that she wished to obtain.  It’d come with the Spirit, and it was better she knew it now as opposed to being thrown into the position and end up incapable of fulfilling her duties.  It would be better to lose Lexies friendship than have to kill her for wishing to leave the circus.  She could never kill Lexie.  Even if the girl hated her now, she’d never have it in her.<br/><br/>So once Lexie left, Elizabeth simply stood up and began to walk across the top of the train car.  She hopped to the next one and found it’s end before lowering herself onto the passage way between cars.  She didn’t want to walk through the bathing cart, which would have been the safer route, because she didn’t wish to push herself upon Lexie.  If the girl wished to speak with Elizabeth again, than she’d be the one to initiate it.  Elizabeth made her way through the cars until she stopped just before one of the sleeping cabins.  She heard the clowns giggling away about something they’d seen.<br/><br/>“Did you hear?  Someone saw Kepler walking out of the front sleeping quarters!  Either he was in there with Elizabeth, or he was in there finally showing Chloes prude self what being a woman really means!” Elizabeth stepped inside of the cabin and shut the door behind her.  There were two newer clowns, and one who’d been with Elizabeth for long enough to realize that the new girls words were something that were just not supposed to be said.  Elizabeth smiled to them, and showed no signs of anger. “Now now, my clowns.  Gossip is an avid part of our family, and it is completely acceptable.  But the two of you will learn there are certain people you do not spread rumors about.  Chloe is one of them.  She is a catalyst to this circus and we could not stand to lose her, and your gossip of her being a whore would pit me between the two of you.  Janet(The elder clown) will let you know who’ll win that little confrontation.” Elizabeth turned around and opened up the door.  But she stopped in the doorway, and looked back over her shoulder. “Kepler was with me.  We were discussing the little incident that went down this morning.  One more word of it and our next practice will be incredibly difficult upon you.  Do enjoy your evening, Ladies.”<br/><br/>Elizabeth didn’t wait for a response.  And all three of them should have known better than to respond as it was.  She just made her way back to her car with a smile on her face.  So her little Chloe had had Kepler in her room?  It was a monumental event, even if Elizabeth knew that nothing had went on.  Perhaps Chloe had offered him tea.  Or maybe she just needed something heavy moved.  But that didn’t mean<em>Elizabeth</em>wouldn’t gossip…How could she turn down a chance like this?  She’d never been able to gossip about boys with Chloe because…Well, Chloe had never given her reason before.  The interest she had in Kepler was obvious, but she knew that until she had concrete evidence Chloe would deny it until the sun went out.<br/><br/>Elizabeth walked to Chloes door and gave it a few knocks.  It was around six in the evening, so she wasn’t surprised that Chloe wasn’t in her room.  This was her busy time.  Between eating and maintaining her equipment, it was almost impossible to catch her at these hours.  So Elizabeth went to her room and waited it out.  And she waited.  Then she waited a little bit more.  She had a couple of drinks to try and make time pass faster.  But it didn’t work, two simple shots wasn’t enough to affect Elizabeth.  And any more and Chloe would dismiss her as a drunken fool.  Finally she looked up at the clock.<br/><br/>Six fucking thirty nine.  That meant she could wait 21 to 51 minutes, if Chloe followed her usual routine, to knock on the door when someone was actually inside…Or she could just ease her anticipation, and go into Chloes room when she was away.  Of course she wasn’t going to wait.  So she stood up and grabbed her key.  She walked out her door and walked in front of Chloes.  One thing she’d never told the girl was that they had the same lock…It was silly not to tell her, because Chloe would<strong>never</strong>go into Elizabeths room without permission, but it left her feeling safe.  It wasn’t however uncommon for Elizabeth to go into Chloes.  It was almost always for something trivial, such as needing a bit of tea or make up that she’d ran out of.<br/><br/>Elizabeth slid her boring iron key into the lock, turned it over and walked in.  She shut the door behind her but didn’t bother to lock it.  It was a warning she always gave to Chloe stating “I’m in here, do not have a panic attack walking in on someone in your room.”  Instantly her eyes began to inspect every last inch of the room for anything out of place.  Anything that may indicate that Chloe let herself go, and let Kepler be the first person in the family to finally have her.  She knew it was utterly foolish.  Chloe could have let him fuck her on every possible thing in the room, and before she left it she would have ensured that everything was in perfect order.<br/><br/>“Bloody hell you could murder someone in here and a crime scene investigator wouldn’t be able to find a single thing out of place.” She said to herself with a smile on her face.  She questioned if anything, be it an event or a person, could ever alter Chloes personality the way she may have done Lexies this evening.<br/><br/>So once again Elizabeth was left waiting.  With a deep sigh she walked towards Chloes bed and went to take a seat.  As she went to sit down, she heard a creek in one of the floorboards.  In almost every compartment within the living quarters, there was at least one of these creaky floorboards.  And every last time it was for the same exact reason.  The living quarters of most of the family were far from private, so you always had to have somewhere to hide things.  It was an unspoken word amongst the family that you left them be…Of course Elizabeth wasn’t exactly fond of following rules.<br/><br/>She lifted her foot and lowered it again, and once again the same creek occurred.  Her teeth lowered onto her lower lip as she questioned herself.  Anyone else, and Elizabeth wouldn’t think twice but to search it…But this was Chloe, and she had a special place with Elizabeth.  Her eyes moved to Chloes clock, and she saw that she had fifteen minute before there was any chance that Chloe would return. “Well really, what could she be hiding…Old high school love letters, perhaps a journal?  A peak wouldn’t hurt.” Elizabeth told herself as a wicked smile appeared upon her face.  She moved to her knees and carefully lifted the floorboard. “…By god Chloe, I thought I was bad.”<br/><br/>By this point it was difficult to shock Elizabeth.  And as she stared down at the contents of the hiding spot, she was well beyond shocked.  Never in her life would she have imagined a treasure of this state could be no more than fourteen feet away from her.  Fuck, she would have taken advantage of it by now if she’d known.  One by one she began to remove the items, eyeing each of them with curiosity as she did.  Most of them she recognized.  But there were at least three that confused her, and that just intrigued her more.  Each item was tossed onto the bed until she stood up and moved to sit in that very same bed.<br/><br/>She was damn near positive that no one had ever been in Chloes bed beyond Chloe herself.  But in her discovery, she was more curious if Kepler had actually beaten Elizabeth to the punch.  She began to pick up each of the items one by one, giving them another look over before she set them all down in a half circle in front of her.  She saved the confusing ones for last.  She figured out the purpose of all three after close inspection.  But she still held the last one in her hand for quite some time, marveling at how much it must have cost.<br/><br/>It seemed like time had gotten away from her.  The next thing that she knew, she heard a key slide into the door.  A quick wave of panic came over her, before she realized a very obvious truth…Yes, she had just raided Chloes hiding spot.  But she also had a dozen different forms of sex toys laying out in front of her, the royal jewel of the bunch still in her hand.  So she just took on a look of confusion when the door opened, and her eyes lifted to Chloe.<br/><br/>“Call me impressed, Chloe.  Even my collection pales in comparison to yours.” She lifted the toy in her hand up, her eyes following it before she once again looked back to Chloe. “This one here, I’m not even entirely sure how you’d go about using it.  Please enlighten me?  And if you’d be so kind, allow me to borrow it for an evening?” Elizabeths expression quickly turned into something incredibly playful.  She wanted to make it clear that she wasn’t judging Chloe, because if it came off that way she’d likely regret it.  So what, she’d just discovered something that Chloe probably wouldn’t admit to a would be husband…Elizabeth was impressed with Chloes hidden harlot nature.  If you’d given Elizabeth a million guesses as to what was hidden beneath that plank, this would have been her millionth and one.<br/><br/>“And you know I’ll never speak a word of it.”