<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>On tip of the Bathing Car<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This Dress  (http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/310355/310355_in_l.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>3pm First Day<br/><strong>Languages and Accent:</strong>French Canadian accent, French<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lexie<br/><br/>Elizabeth had always been there for Lexie.  She’d always done whatever she could to help her, even if sometimes it was telling her things that she didn’t wish to hear.  It was one of the rare occasions she showed that side of her…Yet even that act was not without it’s own selfishness.  She meant everything she said to Lexie, and she genuinely intended upon doing what she could to make the girl happy.  But it was also a way to distract her.  When she focused upon Lexie, and even sometimes Chloe, she was able to escape her own reality by placing herself in the others.  She wondered how either of them would react to knowing that from time to time, Elizabeth let herself live vicariously through them.  It just made things easier.<br/><br/>Not that she’d ever tell them.<br/><br/>But when Lexie said she never wanted to fall in love, it kind of broke Elizabeths heart.  Elizabeth had only truly fallen in love one time, and it’d lead to the most painful event(Or events) that had ever occurred to her.  Yet still she would never wish to have it undone.  No amount of pain could erase the memory of the good that had came.  When Lawrence had been gone, she often dealt with the pain by trying to remember the vivid emotions she had when she was with him.  Now, that was more of a curse then anything.  Now it killed her to even think about him, and even still she didn’t regret it.  But she let that pass, she’d already said way to much about her personal life.<br/><br/>But what came next from Lexie left any of Elizabeths previous thoughts in the dust.  Unlike Lexie, it was almost impossible to cause Elizabeths moods to change so drastically.  Yet she’d managed to with the declaration that she wished to lead the clowns.  The technical responsibility had always rested with Elizabeth, but it was more or less known that she had unofficially handed the reigns over to Kink.  He wasn’t always the greatest leader, but he was more than capable of ensuring that they did a good job.  It allowed Elizabeth to only need to worry about that responsibility when he fucked up.  And now Lexie was looking to dethrone him.<br/><br/>Suddenly it seemed like a bad idea.  But Elizabeth had been the one to bring it up, so she couldn’t go and say no now.  Perhaps that confrontation would be the spark that was needed between Lexie and Kink.  Whether that was the spark that lead to something more, or the spark that caused an explosion could be figured out later.  Elizabeth looked to Lexie with a complex expression, the confusion of emotions clearly evident. “In taking lead, you’d actually be taking my position.  But you would be taking a lot of his power away from him.  You would have to fully be able to guide the show, and discipline him when need be.  If you step into the role and you allow him to sway your opinion then you’ll be stripped of it and will never be allowed to take it again.  Before you make your final decision, you need to be sure that you would be able to stand up against him and his wrath.  He will<em>never</em>lay hands upon you or I will kill him, that much I promise.” The way that she spoke of killing Kink came with such ease that Lexie may very well take it as a joke.  It was far from it.<br/><br/>As the discussion turned back to the clubs Elizabeth groaned and looked back to the fields.  She was already regretting that decision, but it probably would be good for the girls.  She knew that no matter how hard she tried to get Chloe to join there was absolutely no shot of it…But she’d still try.  The rest of them could use a night out.  The boys would be allowed the same luxury…She wondered how much of their earnings would be shoved into the panties of the girls at the closest strip club. “I cannot lie to you Lexie…” She paused for a moment.  Solely for the dramatic pause. “I’d take two, and I could honestly care less of the gender, random people to drag me into realms only a dancefloor and a lack of regard for how slutty you danced without a second thought.  Next to sex, I think dancing may be the best way of working out aggression in a peaceful manner.” Her hand moved to wrap around Lexies hip.<br/><br/>The next thing that she knew Lexie was thanking Elizabeth.  She hadn’t the slightest idea why, and even as Lexie gave Elizabeth the reasons she was still a bit confused.  Her eyes turned back to the girl, and as soon as she did Lexie hugged her.  Elizabeth returned the gesture and kissed her cheek before the two were again simply sitting side by side. “Lexie, you never need to thank me for anything I do for you.  You’re going to keep me young, and ensure I do not end up with wrinkles and gray hair at thirty.  Lets call it even.” She spoke in a playful way as she didn’t wish for Lexie to feel like she owed her anything.  All of her family had earned their way in, and the ones who remained earned everything that they were able to take from the circus.<br/><br/>“And don’t listen to a thing Lawrence says about me.  They are all true, and I prefer to live the glamorous life of a person lying about who and what they are.” Yet again the words were spoken in an incredibly playful way.  Elizabeth felt safe with Lexie, she believed whole heartedly that she could trust the girl.  So she didn’t see a point in fabricating the type of person she was.  She had her dramatic faults, but didn’t everyone?<br/><br/>Well, maybe everyone elses weren’t as wicked as the Ring Mistresses.