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Who: Brigid
When: Day 121
Where: The Tunnels
What: Catch-all log for Brigid

OOC: Brigid will be around the pack for most of the time. However, she has plans with Raphael, the pack, and a few others. Tag in, with a general time that you want her, and I will hit everyone back.

Note: She entered the tunnels with the following things:

- Her bag
- Her makeshift cane
- The book that she came back to the cape with
- Pens/pencils/paper
- Flashlight

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He nods and stands back up, "I think you're fine." Meaning her legs, but upon further thought, it could be an answer to her statement.

"Where was the last you saw your friends?" If he were honest, he wasn't sure how many or how deep most of these tunnels ran. It'd be easy to get lost and possibly killed down here.

She shakes her head. "You don't understand. I don't know how to find my way back to them." Brigid is beyond frustrated. "I would normally just follow my nose, or the sounds of their hearts, but down here, without being able to hear or smell them? I'm completely turned around."

Brigid tucks her hair behind her ear. "I don't know how to navigate without my senses."

Without asking, he places his hands on her shoulder, offering smile, "Then you found the right person!"

He moves past her, expecting her to follow, "Come along, Brigid!"

Brigid stares after him for a moment, her eyebrows rising. "Why should I trust you?" She asks. "You mocked my beliefs, and completely dismissed my warnings about the angels."

She turns to fully face him. "You've given me no reason to trust you." And despite her former Alpha's harsh words, she doesn't trust everyone.

"Because with your backpack rattling, it bounces and echoes off the walls, attracting visitors you probably don't want to meet. You said you can't navigate without your senses, I can, and being rather clever, I can probably get us out. You are alone and two is better than one. Now are you coming?"

He wasn't annoyed at her, just simply replying to her question. He rather wasn't concerned that he offended her in their previous conversation and she would have to work through that over time.

She stares at him, her mouth thinning into a line. She does not like him. He's entirely too presumptuous.

Sighing, because unfortunately, he is right, Brigid follows him. "For someone who claims to be clever, you are remarkably suicidal." When it comes to the angels at least. "Or do you just not believe?" Brigid has to ask that. She needs to know. It's like a sore tooth that she has to poke at until she figures out what's going on.

"I believe in alot of things." He glances over his shoulder, well aware he was being vague and now just being rude.

Religion wasn't something he had much of a liking to, but as a Time Lord, knew not to step into people's beliefs. Unless they're in danger, of course.

He kept on walking and nearly tripped over a raised area, and he stopped to help Brigid, "Don't fall!"

Her cane rams into the raised area and she wrinkles her nose as the vibrations travel up her arm. "How do humans do it? No senses, no ability to protect themselves..." Brigid huffs out a sigh and accepts his help over the raised area. "And yet, we're the ones that live in secret, the ones that live in hiding. And humans can't even see in the dark!"

Brigid hates being without her senses. She wants them back. In fact, she's going to have things to say about this little "experiment" eventually.

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