<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>Lexie, Lawrence.<br/><br/>Elizabeth felt comfortable in saying that she at least knew Lexie on a surface level.  But she could never say that she knew her well enough to read the subtleties of her expression.  But one thing that she had managed to pick up on was the girls smile.  She probably had the best smile in the entire circus, for the simple fact that it never left with her lips.  Every time she had seen the girl smile, it collided with her eyes.  Anyone could fake a smile, but very few could fake it well enough to have it show in their gaze.  She believed firmly that the eyes were the window to the soul, and even if she wasn’t 100% confident, she was confident enough in that fact to believe that Lexie was not exactly happy with the twins and Kink disappearing out of the tent.  She noted it, and decided that it wasn’t something that she should leave unmentioned.  Things like what she assumed could cause problems in the family, and she always did her best to avoid that.<br/><br/>This evening had also seemed to prove that Elizabeth herself wasn’t exactly capable of hiding her emotions.  She hadn’t realized that Lexie had noticed Elizabeths looks towards Lawrence.  However she knew she had looked for a bit too long, probably a few to many times.  Lexie thrived in her show by responding to the crowd just like all of the superior clowns…Elizabeth didn’t doubt that right now Lexie considered Elizabeth the crowd.  Again nothing was said as she followed Lexie to the dancefloor.  She took the same route, but she simply walked over top of the table before she found ground again and quickly made her way onto the dancefloor.  Elizabeth quickly strolled behind Lexie, even if every step was intended to draw lust out of all that were looking.  Her inner clown was acting.<br/><br/>Elizabeths hands moved to grasp Lexies hips as her body pressed into the girls back.  Her lips were directly behind Lexies ear, and she took a shot in the dark and hoped she didn’t end up making an ass out of herself. “What one of the twins may want, the other rarely does.  I doubt highly there is anything to worry about.” If her guess was correct then she hoped to ease her clown.  If it was wrong, then she was about to give information that the clown didn’t need to know.  She left one hand upon Lexies hip as she spun around the girl, until their chest were together and she was looking her clown in the eye. “And if I’m wrong, revenge is best served to men through jealousy.  Hence this dance.” Elizabeth again spun from Lexies body, and was quickly on her left side as her arm was around the girls hip.  Her free arm lifted, and her fingers gestured for Lawrence to join them.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3op8ql1VS1r7wrq1o1_r2_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lawrence Hawkins<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>Old Timer<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Act<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Fire Handler, Elizabeths Partner<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Big Tent<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black slacks, a white button up, and a black vest with vertical pinstripes.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lexie and Elizabeth.<br/><hr/><br/>Once Mariana had left his eyes were drawn in a number of different ways.  It was relaxing just watching the Family at play.  Watching the flirting of the stage hands with the clowns, the Acts contemplating their next event.  And of course, the arrival of Olaana.  He had invited her to come and formally introduce herself to the family.  But he still was not completely sure whether or not she actually planned to attend.  She seemed to have a firm disliking of Elizabeth.  He couldn’t much blame her.  These days it was hard to believe anyone in the circus actually liked her.  And when Olaana had to go through what she did to join the Family, it made perfect sense.  Finally his eyes moved to Elizabeth and Lexie.  He missed Elizabeths glances towards him.<br/><br/>He did have the pleasure of watching Lexie do a cartwheel.  He felt bad for anyone who missed it, because the body paint allowed for a perfect view of the way the flip reacted with her otherwise nude body.  Had Lexie not seemed so comfortable in her outfit he would have simply found another reason to be pissed with Elizabeth.  But this little decision of his past lovers did nothing more than please the eye, and apparently the girl.  But he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t surprised when Lexie gestured him onto the stage.  She hadn’t made it a singular request, she had instead said “Us” which made his eyes move towards Elizabeth.  There was some sort of deviance in Elizabeths plan, but he couldn’t resist dancing with two of the most alluring women he’d ever seen.<br/><br/>Yet he did not stand up right away.  Instead he sat back and watched what Elizabeth was going to do.  He could read the women like a book.  He knew that she was going to give a show to the rest of the Family, and she did.  She seemed absolutely sensual as she used Lexies body like a striper pole, guiding around it.  Only it was more enticing because the “pole” was Lexie herself.  He wished beyond belief he could read Elizabeths lips, because they’d give him an idea of what he was about to walk into.  But once the Ring Mistress beckoned him, he couldn’t deny her.  He stubbed his cigar out, took another drink of his scotch, and made his way to the edge of the stage.<br/><br/>He stepped up and walked towards the two.  His initial smile was arrogant as he looked towards Elizabeth, then it bled into pleasure when he looked at the clown. “You’re befriending the devil, Lexie.  But I cannot blame you, the devil can be a hell of a lot of fun.” His words did nothing more than bring a smile to Elizabeths lips.  That made him smirk, she was nothing if not exciting.  Lawrence took a step forward and offered his hand to whoever would take it first.<br/><br/><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>Lexie, Lawrence.<br/><br/>Lawrence had always had a way of getting to Elizabeth.  Since he had came back he typically just irritated the living hell out of her.  Starting with the arrogant girl that he had brought back with him.  But this time she was nothing more than pleased with him.  Just like he could read her, she could read him.  As he walked towards that stage she could see that he was enticed at the idea of the two of them.  The subtle lust in his expression would be missed by most, but at one time she’d made a living on picking up on it and taking advantage.  So before Lawrence found the stage, she whispered to the clown beside her. “He wants us Lexie.  So lets make it worse and let him leave alone.” Despite her words, she knew that she was counting on Lexie.  Lawrence typically got what he wanted, and she hoped on this night he wouldn’t.<br/><br/>Elizabeth just smiled in a sadistic pleasure as Lawrence made his way onto the dance floor.  This was his dance to win or loose.  But she was pretty sure that she had the cards stacked in her favor.  His words didn’t land as he had planned.  She took a step forward and her arm lowered from Lexies waist before she gave a impromptu bow.  She lifted up, looking between the two surrounding her. “I take pride in your words, Lawrence.  I am the devil herself.  And Lexie?  Allow me to show you the devil himself.” Her hand lifted to take Lawrences.  Her free hand found Lexies waist, and with a very easy move she placed Lexie between herself and Lawrence.  Lawrence in front of her, and Lexie behind her. “The man who introduced me to sin.  Now how about we quit the bantering, and introduce my beautiful little clown to our sinful dance?”