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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 quirks an eyebrow up at that. Sometimes, it's easy to forget that the angels have people who actually have faith in them, who haven't experienced just how dickish they can be.

Or maybe she has,and just assumes that's expected.

"I've got some history with the angels. Most of it pretty rough. Might wanna keep that in mind before you jump to assumptions." He says this without any hints of irritation or upset - he knows she isn't familiar with his history, and to an outsider yeah, he looks disrespectful. His family has been screwed over too much by those from Heaven. "I take it you're religious then?"

"I'm Catholic, yes." She self-consciously fiddles with the crucifix at her throat. "But Angels are not meant to be kind." Brigid feels like she has this conversation with everyone. More people should read the Bible.

Brigid huffs out a sigh. "Please, understand, I'm not trying to diminish your experiences. I just find it uncomfortable to be so familiar with the Hands of God. It's disrespectful at least and close to blaspheme at most."

She understands that her faith is not everyone else's. Brigid does understand that. But while she respects other people, it just feels as if others do not respect her.

"I should find the rest of the pack." Yes, pack.

Sam had always believed in angels, and at one point in his life he would pray. This was before he had the chance to actually meet an angel face to face. Never really religious, but spiritual.

He'd been a little naive about them, he's able to admit that now. He can understand where she's coming from.

"I understand. Trust me, if you'd experienced what I have..." and it's too long of a story to get in to, and besides. She didn't ask, and he isn't exactly comfortable discussing his past in general. "Just find it hard to respect them after the things I've seen them do, that's all."

He nods, a hand pushing his hair out of his face. "Right. You gonna be okay on your own, then?"

She still prays... or did. Until St. Gabriel had yelled at her about praying too loudly. Brigid tends to keep it to herself these days.

Her head cocks to the side and she wishes she had her actual senses, so that maybe she could understand what he's talking about.

"Angels in the Bible weren't kind, nor gentle. There were places where they could be, but they did slaughter a lot of innocent children as punishment once." Brigid knows her Bible, and it's why she'd been so taken aback when St. Gabriel had yelled at her.

"I should be. The Alpha probably isn't far away and Stiles... well, he's better off down here than any of us. He's used to being blind, deaf and nose-dumb." Brigid wrinkles her nose. "Sorry, nothing against humans, but when you lose half of your abilities, it gets annoying."

She has a point, and Sam had been too naive about angels before he'd actually encountered them. Something he's since rectified, but sometimes he wishes he could still believe in them like he used to. Believed they were there to help.

"It's fine, I get it." He offers her a half smile. It's hard to be separated from those he knows and trusts. Sam's just a stranger to her, so he can't really blame her. "Be careful, okay?"

He might not know her, but that doesn't mean he wants her to be hurt or worse down here. Especially since she has senses that are normally blocked. It's times like this he's thankful to be human without those extra abilities - he doesn't have to worry about being rendered virtually blind.

"I'll be fine." She knows that. She'd say she has a guardian angel, but she'd already ran into St. Raphael down here and he's just as blind as she is.

Sighing, she shifts her stance. "You be careful as well. The people who grabbed us haven't been very altruistic to begin with."

And these tunnels can't be that helpful.

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