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[bostonhowler]

Who: Brigid and... everyone.
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 82-84
What: The Full Moon is coming and Brigid is losing her grip. Going Omega is no fun.
Warnings: Possibly swearing, definite blood and attacks. Also, discussion of mental health.

OOC: This is a catch all log, since we had a lot of people who wanted to do things. I'm going to put up a few big headers, and then it'll be a free for all.

If you have any questions, please, feel free to ask.

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[bostonhowler]

"Do you know it's still echoing? It hurts. You walk like you have lead feet. Everytime you move, or make a noise I can hear you." She growls, stepping forward.

She hates humans that don't understand the pack. Some can be excused for being ignorant but she'd told Charlie what it was like, explained while they'd both been something different. Surely she hadn't forgotten.

"It sounds like something nuclear went off next to my head."

[charring]

Charlie watches Brigid, now on alert. She steps back some, one hand going up in slight warning. Which is unwise, she's sure. But come on. What else is she supposed to do?

"And I am genuinely sorry for dropping the pan. I didn't do it intentionally and you know it." So back off, Brigid.

[bostonhowler]

The growl crawls up Brigid's throat. She knows something is wrong, but she's had it with being polite. The hair on her face begins to grow, as does the fine, red hair on her arms. She snorts.

There's so many things she's could say, but it's the raised hand that catches her attention. "Dilandau already tried to burn me alive. I got better." She sneers the words out, because she does get better.

Some part of her knows Charlie won't hurt her on purpose, but she doesn't really care. The need to attack is growing stronger...