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Sylvain & Mercedes C

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Sylvain, Mercedes enter the scene
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Sylvain
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Mercedes! You look divine, as always. Are you off to pray?
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Mercedes
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Oh, hello, Sylvain. I was just on my way to pray. How did you guess?
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Sylvain
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Well, because I've been watching your lovely—
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Mercedes
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Oh, I get it. You're the type who's always looking at girls, aren't you?
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Sylvain
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I won't lie. I do enjoy beholding women...
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Sylvain
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But I don't mean it like that with you. I know I sound like a dope. I just— I think you're special.
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Mercedes
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Oh, really? You think I'm so clumsy that I need someone to watch over me? Is that why you can't take your eyes off me?
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Sylvain
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You're beautiful. And I mean that. You're... Uh, how can I put it without sounding even worse?
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Sylvain
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OK, here goes... I want to get to know you better, as friends, I mean.
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Mercedes
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I don't know where to begin.
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Sylvain
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Well, what's something you like?
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Mercedes
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I like to pray. I've been praying regularly since I was a child.
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Sylvain
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You grew up in the Empire, didn't you?
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Mercedes
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That's right. I was raised in House Bartels.
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Sylvain
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Bartels? I thought you were born to House Martritz?
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Mercedes
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It's a complicated story. I'm not sure that it's a very interesting one, but I'm happy to share it with you.
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Sylvain
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I don't mean to be nosy...if it's too personal.
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Mercedes
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Oh, no. I don't mind. I wasn't trying to hide anything from you.
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Mercedes
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House Martritz fell shortly before I was born.
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Sylvain
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Oh...
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Mercedes
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My father passed away while my mother was still pregnant with me, so she had nowhere to go.
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Mercedes
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After I was born, my mother ended up marrying the head of House Bartels.
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Mercedes
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Shortly after, my mother bore a true Bartels child who bore a Crest. She and I were treated as though we were no longer useful to the family after that.
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Sylvain
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You think the Bartels were just using her to secure a Crest?
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Mercedes
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They must have been. My mother and I were removed from the family and forced to flee to a church in the Kingdom.
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Mercedes
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I abandoned the Bartels name and took up our old family name again.
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Sylvain
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So you grew up in a church. OK, it makes more sense now why you're praying all the time.
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Mercedes
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Yes, I—oh! Praying! I forgot that I was on my way to pray!
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Sylvain
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Right...and I interrupted you. Well, see you around, Mercedes.
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Mercedes
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Yes, see you!
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Mercedes leaves the scene
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Sylvain
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House Bartels wanted a Crest and ruined other people's lives to get one. These idiots are all the same.