YOU SHOULD BE HONORED •• ivan rouxe

[Mercede]

MERCEDE

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diamonds are a girl’s bestfriend -

mercede f. callahan
the pitt
2 months


pronounced: (mur-say-dee)

general
female - marble cross fox (white, gray, black) - 2 months - Jervis x Fourthwall - no crush - no mentor

powers
mental manipulation

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call me your sweet baby —



Mercede was a little confused by his sudden change of expression. The boy’s smile alarmed her because she couldn’t figure out why he seemed so pleased to be scolded by her. It wasn’t the reaction she thought she was going to receive but it wasn’t unwanted.

She had to admit she liked all this attention. In fact she bloomed in it, she felt radiant. She held back her smile. He couldn’t know that though.

“You say your name like I’m supposed to care.”, but clearly it was her who had the best name, “I am Mercede Fallout Callahan.”

She returned as she held her chin up. The girl had also made sure to lay her British accent on thick and pronounce very syllable for effect, “feel free to bow.”

Oh now she was feeling quite fabulous. Very much so, “Well how do you know it isn’t my tree. Mister Ivan Ro-“

She stopped as she realized what his last name was. A roux. Like one of those Typhooners. Were they everywhere? She hated everyone who had that last name because in her mind they were to blame for the way her life was.

”Well this is my tree. Get off of it before you fall. You’re doing a bad job at balancing.”

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