<b>Luna, 5:26 PM</b><br/><br/><i>Am I okay?</i>That was a good question. Within the span of about an hour, she’d met a talking dog, found out that she was some sort of reincarnated magical warrior, and been attacked and very nearly raped by a demon-beast that could apparently drain her powers by ravishing her. Worse, the beast’s insistent licking had felt<i>good</i>, even through her bra; her cheeks flushed a little at the memory. Oh, and she’d been seen topless by a total stranger; that was a first. Considering all that, she was handling it remarkably well.<br/><br/>But what she said was, “I... think so.” She was still shaking a little bit, and it didn’t help that she had no idea what the man’s intentions were. Her teal eyes were wary as he approached, but she made no move other than to hold Vergil slightly more tightly. As he slipped off his jacket, she couldn’t help looking him over. He was tall - standing almost a foot higher than her - ruggedly handsome, and his muscles were obvious even with his loose clothing. He was also disturbingly well-armed for a random passerby. She got the distinct impression that he wasn’t there by chance.<br/><br/>Luna accepted his black leather jacket with a quiet “thanks” and turned away from him, setting Vergil down so she could slip into the jacket.<br/><br/>“You may call me Alex. You are a Guardian if I heard correctly and that pup... you call it Vergil?” the man asked. There was something only the slightest bit off about his speech that she couldn’t quite place. So she’d been right; he wasn’t there by chance, but she still had no idea what he was.<br/><br/>“Not much of a guardian, as you can probably tell,” she replied. “Not yet, anyway. I didn’t know about...<i>any</i>of this until today. I’m Luna, and yeah, this is Vergil.” She paused. “Pleased to meet you, Alex.”<br/><br/>She finished putting the jacket on as Vergil and Alex spoke. It was definitely a bit big for her, which was good, because it was long enough to hide her underwear as long as she wasn’t stretching or bending at all, but on the other hand, it looked like she was completely naked underneath... which was almost true. Still, if she had to pick, having just her legs exposed was better than having her breasts bouncing around, her girlish, form-fitting panties showing,<i>and</i>her legs exposed. “You can look now,” she said quietly.<br/><br/>“I’d like to know how this whole scene doesn’t have you running off in a hysterical scream,” Vergil finished.<br/><br/>“It’s not something a normal person sees every day,” she added. The dog had a point.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>