<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rb4pAg651r7wrq1o1_250.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chloe M. Mallory<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>Elizabeth's Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Act/ Trapeze Artist<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining car<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=51680918)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kep, twins, Lawrence<br/><hr/><br/>For a moment, it appeared though the situation was about to become completely unreasonable even though multiple people were trying to suppress the inevitable. Chloe could feel the tension even though her back was now turned away from most of the activities as she carefully picked back up her cup of tea to take another sip. The liquid, in all the chaos, had become lukewarm. She pursed her lips and swallowed it down despite the lack of comfort it provided mere minutes ago. Just then, the clear an calm yet agitated voice of Lawrence caused her to carefully lower the delicate cup back down as she turned to give him her proper attention.<br/><br/>She was not exactly sure how to react to the demand in his voice since she was unaccustomed to being addressed in the manner that a mother might address a three year old. No anger emerged in her mind due to just using the same method with Erin even though it did not appear to work as intended. Her face with heat as she resisted the urge to cover her ears when Lawrence began to speak about his personal affairs with Olaana. Even though the woman was abrasive, Chloe had no desire to hear about her sleeping arrangements. Still, it did not explain the reason why Elizabeth appeared so out of late. How would she feel if someone she once cared for returned with another woman? Unfortunately, the feeling could not be understood since no such person ever existed in her life. Yet, she felt sympathy for the woman who often represented a different facet of life. Elizabeth, in Chloe’s mind, was in the same category with Lexie.<br/><br/>Both women were free from the protection and restrictions of old tradition. She began to tune out the noise of people speaking as her eyes lowered to stare at her shoes then over at the twins. They must think the entire circus was completely mad with insanity. To them, she offered a faint smile with the hopes of reassuring them. It was a ridiculous gesture since more than ever, Chloe needed to be comforted. She was not one to adjust well to change, and right now, it felt a though the world was crumbling under her feet. In attempt to regain some normalcy, she retrieved her cup of tea for another sip. Her ocean eyes looked upward just in time to see the strangest of occurrences. Olaana’s lips were locked to Erin’s. The cup tilted over without her notice as the liquid poured into her lap while her mouth stood agape. The shaking of her hand started again as she swallowed hard while both women made their exit from the room. She then turned back again and placed the cup back on the saucer. It was only then she realized the mess of tea on her dress as she grabbed the handkerchief. The gesture was completely useless. No amount of dabbing would salvage the dress.<br/><br/>Kep’s voice brought her out of what would have surely been an episode of tears. Her eyes glistened as she glanced up at him with a meek smile. “It has indeed been an interesting morning.” Chloe’s voice wavered as she tried to control herself. She then rose up out of her chair to stand next to Kep with her arms crossed over her dress. More than ever, she felt ridiculous with a soiled dress and shaky emotions. His request to have a word with her gave Chloe something to grasp other than her horrid situation. “Please,” she responded quickly in a soft voice. “Perhaps we can discuss it now while I head back to my rooms.” With a backwards glance, she bid Lawrence, the twins, and the cook goodbye with a wave of her hand as she waited for Kep to escort her back to her room.