"MARIE!" A loud shout echoed through the noisy orphanage. "Marie! Where the hell are you?"
An incoherent but obviously irritated reply eventually came, filtering through the wall of the kitchen. Mercy practically skipped into the room, holding an open letter up, continuing to exclaim, "I made it! God, I can't believe it--I did it!"
"Don't shout, it's loud enough with all the kids." Marie scolded sternly, eventually wearing a kinder look about her face. She wasn't that much older than Mercy, perhaps in her later 20's, while Mercy herself was around later teens/early twenties. Blond hair kept back in a working woman's bun, with weary but kind blue eyes, that is what had greeted Mercy and the other orphaned kids for her whole life. "Anyway... Congratulations, Mercy. I knew you could do it. See, all that studying paid off, didn't it?"
Mercy was a light brunette with amber-coloured eyes and pale skin (most people nowadays were with not exactly a lot of sun to work with). She was tiny for her age, but fit and fast on her feet when she needed to be. And good thing, too. For the town they lived in was harsh, and if you weren't strong, you needed to be fast or smart to make up for it. Mercy wasn't especially smart, but at least with her speed and perseverence, her application to become a Letter Bee was accepted.
"Yeah... Thanks, Marie." She was so happy. All that was left was finding a dingo.
"Alright then. Let's go find you a partner. That letter means you'll be leaving at least this month, unless I'm mistaken?"
Mercy nodded. "Yeah. Let's go, let's go, we don't have time!" She said, dragging her older friend with her to town.
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