<b>Luna, 5:28 PM</b><br/><br/>“You’re right,” she said to both Vergil and Alex. “That oppressive aura disappeared with the wolf, and I don’t feel anything nearby, but I’d rather not chance any more encounters just yet.” She held up one of her hands, looking at it from both sides. “I think I’ve figured out how to keep so much power from leaking out, so I shouldn’t stick out quite so much.” She shrugged. “At the very least, I’m not glowing anymore, so that’s a start.”<br/><br/>She glanced wistfully at the shredded clothing lying beneath the seat that she’d almost been raped on and sighed. There wasn’t really any salvaging any of it. Instead, she reached down to pick up her bag, the leather jacket riding up past the curve of her butt until she retrieved it. “My apartment’s on Sunset Avenue, a few blocks from here.” She gave Alex an embarrassed look. “I’d rather not walk back dressed like... this, though.”<br/><br/>Luna lead the way out of the theatre through the back exit. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like anyone paid them any particular mind. “After you,” she said once they were outside. She had no idea what Alex’s car looked like, so it wasn’t like she could lead the way. Plus, if they ran into everyone, she had every intention of hiding behind him - there was plenty to hide behind, after all.<br/><br/>“So,” she mused as they walked. She kept rather close behind the tall man in an effort to remain as hidden as possible to anyone who looked their way. “I don’t know if either of you have a place to stay - or if you even<i>need</i>a place to stay, Vergil - but my roommate is staying with her boyfriend for the week, so...” She blushed, seeming to realise how her suggestion could be taken. “I mean... you could use her room, Alex.”<br/><br/>Embarrassed, she decided to just keep talking to get away from the subject. “Anyway, if you want to at least stay for some food, that’s fine. I need to at least have a shower and grab some clothes before anything else happens, but after that I’d be happy to help you look for more guardians, Vergil.” She bit her lip. “Or monsters, I guess...” Now that she thought about it, a hot shower sounded great. She needed to feel... clean again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>