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Merceigh

Seargent Merceigh Gabriel. Young, full of attitude and a twisted past.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Kyrie

Description

Eyes: Green.
Hair (Colour and Length): Long, raven black.
Complexion: Fair skinned, smooth.
Usually Wears?: Her combat uniform. It varies on the weather and her duties.
Piercings/Tattoos/Scars: A black tribal rose on her right shoulder. She has a scar from being shot at (near fatality) on her left side.
Anything Extra?: She is slim and agile.

Personality

Angry: She is quick to snap and lose her temper. When Merceigh is angry, she will lash out although she rarely shouts.
Happy: When Merceigh is happy, she tends to be much brighter, sing and dance around although this is usually around her Base.
Calm: Merceigh is usually found in her calm state. She is one to think everything over before acting. She has her men's best interests at heart. She never acts without thinking.
Upset: Merceigh never shows when she's upset. She tends to go quiet and shy away from physical contact.
Ill/Injured: Merceigh is impatient when she is injured. She will refuse help from strangers and tend to keep her distance, insisting it will pass over.

Merceigh is a patient individual. Being a Seargant, she is careful where she steps. She has all the fury of a raging fire but when the time comes she is calm and tranquil. She is the perfect Seargent to her men, they would follow her anywhere. She rarely loses her temper unless lives are at stake or put in danger. She never lets emotion cloud her judgement. To many, she is seen as stoney and cold because she rarely shows her emotion but when she does, it's usually a good thing.

Equipment

Merceigh carries a number of weapons. She is never without a pocketknife.

History

Merceigh is a Duchess, by birth although she left that life for the Military. She strived in the atmosphere and not long after, she was promoted to Seargent. She took a fancy to a young man, Nick Leeson. He was a Corporal. He was young, fun and always seemed to be in the right place at the right time.

The two started seeing each other and soon enough, Nick proposed. However, things took a turn for the worst when orders came to send in Nick and Merceigh's platoon into a warzone. It was a suicide mission and only six of them came out alive. Merceigh found Nick struggling in the battlefield, shot to pieces. He pleaded with Merceigh to end it for him. Seeing the pain he was in, Merceigh knelt, gathered her fiance in her arms and pressed the gun to his chest, with a whispered, "I love you." She pulled the trigger and ended it.

The funeral had been the worst. She had been inconsolable although those around her stood strong at her side. Her brother travelled over to support and ended up enlisting as a Private. Merceigh is currently doing her best to keep things together.

So begins...

Merceigh's Story

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Merceigh The docile, placid figure of a girl sat alone by the fire, crosslegged on the floor. No doubt she looked younger than she was. She was a young nineteen, nearly twenty and yet she bore the looks of a sixteen year old. Flickering eyes taking in the flames to her left. She smiled softly, her smile holding so many mysteries about her.

She drew in breath and looked over her shoulder towards the newcomer whom had entered and she kept very quiet, eyes dancing over him as she tried to work out the riddle to this particular being.

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Merceigh Addressed, she was by the man who had caught her attention and she lifted her gaze to his, meeting it levelly as she listened to his words and his accent. She smiled a little and watched the flames for a brief moment before replacing her gaze to the man and nodding softly in agreement.

The voice that flowed from her was sweet and full, luscious and gentle and she remarked, calmly, "Yes.You are not from around here, sir."She stated, a slight accent, perhaps...French? She held his gaze and kept a small grin in place as she did not stand nor shift her postion, happy where she was.

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Merceigh This man was certainly educated and he did elude the girl as she tilted her head to the left, raven coloured hair falling past her shoulder as a consequence,"Well."She nodded, "The same is said for me."She grinned idly and sat up a little more, not wanting to seem rude or bored with the conversation.

"Ah, so you pick up on my accent then, sir."She nodded happil and nodded lightly to him, "A pleasure to meet such a fine man on a spring day."She dipped her head in greetings and smiled.

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Merceigh She blinked, listening to him, pale complexion glowing thanks to the fireplace and she had the hint of a blush when he complimented her but she kept her composure. Such a kind, gentlemanly like man was very much a hit and miss these days and she looked at him, smiling ever so slightly.

"WHy thank you."She was unsure of what to do, her blue eyes bright as they reflected the firelight. She never recieved many compliments, she rarely spoke and yet here she was speaking with a totoal stranger. "Please."She gestured to the armchair by the hearth.

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Merceigh looked to Mein and asked, casually with an air of sweet surrender and calm about her,"Do you have a name? Or would you prefer me to call you 'sir'?"She did not mind either way although the man's mysterious prescence angaged her and she smiled.

She was the last of the De Romus family, knowing all too well to keep careful in the prescences of others but she felt no threat from this man and she introduced her self, french accent definitely flowing as she said her name, "Merceigh De Romus."

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Merceigh smiled at him and returned the nod with a grin, "A pleasure to meet you, Monsieur Varos."She grinned. Some traits of the french couldn't be taken out of her. At times, she would even babble in french to someone, oblivious to the fact they had no idea what she was saying. She was slightly clumsy in these times.

She nodded slightly to his next words,"Yes. I was born in France, spent some years there and then grew up in Italy. Venice and Florence if I am exact."She smiled at the memories and looked to the fire, "I came here..."She trailed off slightly, grief whelming within her but she sighed and composed herself. What had happened, happened. "After the death of my family some days back.Forgive me, I am new to this place."She didn't mind him asking.

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Merceigh Looked to him and nodded slightly, "Things were not hard in Venice or Florence. My father simply angered too many."She said softly and smiled weakly to him, "Thank you and may you be blessed for your sympathy shown towards me."She said quietly. How well mannered and polite she was. Strong? Maybe.

She'd been taught almost every religeon that any could think of. The Roman Gods, Pagan beliefs, Christianity, Muslim, she knew of them all and yet hse held no religeon herself, "I am sorry to hear of things being so hard. You do not seem like you deserve it."She said gently.

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Merceigh watched him and smiled slightly at his words,"Ah, it seems not only the woman is wise."She said softly and smiled at him a little brighter. She perked up when he changed the conversation and placed her hand above his, the one that was on her shoulder and accepted his offer, "I'd love a drink but do remind me to repay you back."She said with a grin. She was one to always repay debts, no matter how small.

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Merceigh smiled at him and her eyes glittered playfully before she looked thoughtful,"Just a red wine if you please."She said softly and then thought about her answer very carefully to his next question,"A kiss, hm?"She smiled and giggled slightly, her little laugh soft like bell chimes.

"I came here...Because those who educated me told me I wasn't safe in Italy or France. I have heard great things happen here."She smiled a little, "So I wanted to see for myself."She missed her homeland desperately but there was little to be done about it now.

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Merceigh nearly banged into Aiko as she came through, blinking,"Pardone Madame. Q'uest que vais a tu?"She asked, in french.

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Merceigh eyed Aiko and tilted her head, "Madame?"She said, french accent flowing as she smiled some at her, wondering what she was doing.

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Merceigh wandered in, tying back her hair as she yawned softly, the Italian French girl smiling softly to herself as she looked around, no one she knew of today it seemed. She looked to the elder in the bar and tilted her head. " Monsieur, sont vous d'accord ? Pourrais-je vous aider ?"

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Merceigh "Monsieur?"She said quietly and then dipped her head, seeing he seemed okay and she blinked a little before taking a step back, wondering she had intruded upon him and she murmured "J'ai pensé...."

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Merceigh looked to Aranaderdolion Isilidilinthor and blinked before looking to Artanis, "Oh you speak English."She said, accent light and delicate. "I was asking if you were all right earlier..."

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Merceigh watched Aranaderdolion with curiosity. It wasn't often she saw some who came into a simple bar accompanied by Guards to begin with. She looked to Artanis, "I was taught to respect my Elders, it seems only right that I ask if you are okay."She smiled and took a seat.

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Merceigh smiled at Artanis and nodded softly, "Thank you."She took a sip of her water and grinned gently"Oh..No. I was curious as to why people come into such places guarded."She grinned,"My name is Merceigh by the way, monsieur."She nodded softly.

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Merceigh shook the elderly mans house politely and smiled, looking to Artanis and nodding slightly,"Pardone monsieur."She said in French (meaning apologies sir.) before she inquired gently,"I was simply curious upon why you had Guards with you?"

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Merceigh "Are you Royalty, pardone my questioning, monsieur."She grinned a little and nodded to Artanis politely.

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Merceigh "Ah, I see."She said, everyone had their reasons for everything. She nodded at Artanis' words and watched Aranaderdolion

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Merceigh "Do you expect an attack?"She asked him.

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Merceigh "I suppose."She said, pondering upon his answer before nodding slightly to him,"I'm Merceigh Des Romanus."

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Merceigh "Arander. Pleasure to meet you. To meet both of you."She said to Aranis and Arander.

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Merceigh looked to Aranader and tilted her head,"Monsters?"She questioned and looked to the older. It was then realised she was in the company of two elven folks and she smiled.

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Merceigh nodded slightly, "I see."She looked thoughtful, eyes dazed and she tilted her head, her own family had been the victim of murder in Venice some weeks back.

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Merceigh looked to the elf and smiled a bit, bringing herself out of her thoughts,"Where are you both from?"She asked.