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tushanshu_ooc2017-03-22 05:46 pm
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Don't test her.
"As for Skyrim, you show up here dressed as you were when you were taken from your home." Brigid tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. "I can't explain why."
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The French were all weird from an American standpoint, anyway; Aly had needed to politely turn down a glass of wine from his parents at dinner when she'd gone to study at his house.
"...magnificent. Glad I wasn't stepping out of the shower, then." She closes her eyes. "And at least I'm not defenseless." Then she sighs. "Aaaaand at least I wasn't taking a trig test this time."
That one's a Story.
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"There are others who explain this a lot better than I am." She sighs. "I can take you to the turtle's head, if that would make this all easier to believe?" Oh yeah, back of a giant turtle. She might have forgotten to mention that.
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The sense of peace gets stronger, the closer they get. Brigid stops and takes in a deep breath, ignoring the Ban Om members. "The turtle's head." She says. "The people are members of a religion, don't mind them."
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"They don't bother me, I won't bother them," she says. Man. She'd been really hoping it'd be a land turtle. Not a sea turtle. (Tortoise. That's what a land turtle is. Whatever.) Being surrounded by all this water makes her itchy, which pushes back the artificial feeling of peace in her head. Good. She doesn't like it.
"What's with this?" she asks, and knocks on her head.
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"The sense of peace?" Brigid asks. It's the same feeling she gets when she prays, so it doesn't bother Brigid nearly as much.
"I don't know." She shrugs. "It's always been that way." Brigid folds her hands in front of her. "Tu Vishan offers a sense of peace, I guess? Everything else is so hectic, it's nice to find a place it isn't."
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That makes her think. "Is Tu Vishan the land spirit around here?"
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But now she has Jackie, and had the shelter, and... yeah. "Tu Vishan is the turtle. I think." Brigid doesn't pay much attention to it, really.
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"And it likes to make people feel all happy happy joy joy." Her voice is flat. "So much so that there's those guys just kind of...hanging out over there."
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She sighs. "Honestly, I've been busy with the shelter since arriving, and then last month, there was a hiccup." That's one way to put it. People finding out about her being a wolf... is not a hiccup.
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"Oh yeah? What kind of hiccup? You mean this land of the lotus-eaters isn't all sunshine and unicorn farts after all?"
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"So why are they testy?"
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"Would you like a place to get cleaned up?" Brigid asks. "I was headed back to the hotel where I live."
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She sighs, looking down at the mud - and dried blood - on her armor. "Yeah, I guess so."
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Because Brigid doesn't mind sharing her clothes if necessary. Besides, they aren't that far off in size.
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"I've got street clothes under this - thanks for the offer, though. They should be reasonably clean." A little sweaty, but clean.
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"Well, we can always wash them. We do have a way to do that." Brigid teases. She's not sure what to think of this new girl, but at least there's not too big a difference between her and working with a few of the pack. They were far more militant than she was.
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Then she looks down at her armor. "Yeah, I'm gonna need to scrub this up, too. I'd catch all kinds of hell if I left it like this."
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Don't make her whack you with a spoon, Aly. She's got the second fastest spoon in Boston.
"Well, we'll get you cleaned up, and possibly fed."
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"If I tried to whack sensei with a spoon, he'd bite me," she says. They do swat at each other, though. But that's different.
"Still not on board with the feeding. But I do feel kinda grimy," she admits.
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"Some of the boys try that too." Brigid says amused. She misses the pack. She misses knowing exactly where she stands and knowing exactly how to act when things go pear shaped. She knows who to look to at home. None of that applies here. She's on her own, and while she spent a couple years in Ireland, there'd still been an Alpha to look to. Here... she's adrift and that's hard.
"Why don't you want food?" Brigid asks curious. It's not something she understands.
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