<div class="floatleft">(http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oo3fv7yh1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lexie Moore<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>New Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Clown<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Trainee<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On top of the Bathing Car to Bathing Car<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This! (http://www.polyvore.com/lexie/set?id=51900953)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth<br/><br/>Lexie laughed a delighted light sound that was in it's own way musical and youthful and Elizabeth joined in, in her little game. "I imagine in would be quiet a task to catch you and it well should be." Lexie said easily flashing her mentor a smile before looking back into the field letting the wind rip through her hair letting it ripple around her shoulders. She laughed with Elizabeth at the joke about grey hairs and tried to imagine Elizabeth as anything but what she was and simply could not, it was like Elizabeth was eternal and unending.<br/><br/>When the conversation shifted back to leading the clowns Elizabeth's words made her sad. Lexie's shoulders sagged just a bit and in her emotional state her eyes teared up a bit but she blinked the tears away. Why had Elizabeth offered the job the night before only to now speak as if she'd never wanted to give it to her in the first place? It was unsettling and once more it felt as if something she'd wanted very much had been taken from her. She felt bereft. Everyone thought of her as the silly little girl and maybe she was but that wasn't all she was. She wished someone would see that.<br/><br/>She watched Elizabeth get up and walk across the top of the car a rise of panic swelling in her chest. What if the wind whipped the wrong way or Elizabeth tripped? Oh she saw the beauty of it sure but she saw the danger and skill Elizabeth used in that maneuver too and it scared her until the woman sat back down next to her. She understood the metaphor of the act and hung her head looking at her hands soft and creamy white wrapped around the bar, her nails a pretty soft pink. She looked soft. Nothing about her spoke of strength. More tears gathered in her eyes and she sniffed listening as Elizabeth started to speak again.<br/><br/>The things Elizabeth said scared her. Lexie had never once felt fear since she'd come here. This had always been a place of joy and freedom but in that moment fear trailed a fingertip down her spine making it impossible to relax. Her skin paled a bit and her eyes looked bigger as she assimilated this new information. Elizabeth, the woman she admired above all others hurt people. Didn't just hurt people but would kill people. Shutters wracked her body as she lost something else.<br/><br/>Elizabeth kept talking but she sounded very far away as Lexie turned her face into the wind and tried not to cry. She was falling deeper and deeper into something she couldn't understand. How could Elizabeth hurt people like that? Why would the spirit demand it? To her innocent mind it made no sense. She simply could not understand the reasoning, all she understood was Elizabeth was not the person she'd always though she was. She was someone Lexie now felt fear for and it broke her heart to pieces.<br/><br/>When Elizabeth finished Lexie nodded mutely and took a shuttering breath. "I'm sorry but...I need to go." Lexie said her voice wobbly and uneven as she moved and all but fled from Elizabeth without looking at her even taking pains to hide her face behind the curtain of her wind whipped hair so Elizabeth couldn't see the tears that were coursing down her face. She felt as if her heart was breaking all over again.<br/><br/>She got into the bathing car and turned on the water looking into the mirror taking in her snarled hair and tear streaked face and ducked her head. She didn't barely recognize herself anymore. More tears flooded down her face and she allowed herself to cry in the solitude of the car. Whimpers and sobs, heartbroken and  intense pours from her and she went to the ground and held her knees to her chest pushing her back against a wall and just allowed herself to lose it. It felt like the whole world had fallen out from under her and she didn't know what to do anymore.<br/><br/>Long minutes passed before she quieted. She looked wrung out, somehow duller then before. With hallow lost looking eyes Lexie wiped her her face dry and slowly got up and made her way to her own room. She didn't even both taking off her shoes before she crawled into bed and hugged the pillow tight against her chest and pressed her face into the soft plushness much like she did when she was upset as a child and let herself silently cry as she let her mind sink into thought far away from the for walls of her train car.