Looks like she was getting that road rash after all. It was either that or get feathered.

As the alien approached she unhooked her feet and let go just like the voice in her head told her too. Luna tried to just start running really fast once her feet touched the ground, and she managed it for a step or two before forward momentum sent her tumbling ass over teakettle across the road. She landed splayed out on her back, sitting up just in time to see the arrows plow into the alien. She was lucky he was right in front of her, but when the arrows finally tore through she had to lie back down as they flew overhead.

As the alien slowly came to a stop Luna picked herself gingerly up off the ground, her upper body covered in bright red scrapes. She got to hear the aliens final words, and signed at the thing tipped over onto the ground. Then she quickly covered her ears in anticipation, but removed them when the alien became a bean of light and shot off into the sky. Disappointed, she clapped her hands together in front of her and shut her eyes. "Thanks' for the fight, alien. I really wish I had gotten your name." She said respectfully. That vanished when she continued. "I also really wish you had exploded like on tv. That would have been [i]wicked[/i]."

Despite everything that had happened there was no malice in the woman's body language at all. Not now, not when she had been fighting. She neither relished nor regretted having a hand in striking the alien down. Like the ocean she pronounced no judgement on those that had been lost to her. It had simply been a fight, an excursion. Nothing more than that.

She was brought out of her prayer for the fallen when she heard something slowly roll past her. She opened one eye and smiled with delight as her scooter rolled to a stop a few feet in front of her. No more sign meant no more prohibition against motor vehicles, so it had reappeared and kept chugging along with no one to apply the break until it reached them. "Yes!" She said, hopping up onto the seat and cringing all over from how the movement disturbed the scrapes and the ache. "Ow-owowowow." She muttered. She was going to be feeling this in the morning. She was also going to have to swing back and pick up her shoes, her bag, and Walrus Whisker.

Now, though? Now she looked between the butterfly guy and the wolf guy, leaned back in her seat, and gave them both a thumbs up like the big guy. "Suuuuuuup?" She said. "Nice moves. I'm Luna, but you probably already heard that back in the cube. What's your names? Unless you guys want to take off like mysterious coolmen usually do. I ain't that cool, but you guys could pull it off easy."