"She's the baddest badass of them all. Mysterious and beautiful like the moon she's named after."
"She'll kick anyone's ass who dare defy her-"
"Zabu, Komao...that's a little too much."
"But it's true, Lunie Loo!!"
"Hey! Get away from Luna, you Sigu...
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Third POV
Outa didn't know what was going on at this point. One minute he was going to use the bathroom like any other person would, the next he was beaten to a pulp by an unknown attacker. And when he had painfully tried to open his eyes, everything was blurry, everything hurt. But he could see all of his friends surrounding him as they all crouched down around him.
"Outa!" Both Jabashiri and Hagure called down to the black and purple haired boy, who was now writhing in pain as he felt the blood running down his forehead.
That pain, though, seemed to go away for a second as something cool was placed on the cut he has sustained to his forehead. And then came her soothing voice. Outa knew exactly who it was that was by his side, even if he was really, really out of it.
"Easy, honey, don't move. Hey, if I give someone my keys, could you go get my bike? It's parked about a block from here," (Y/N) called out to the group after she spoke in a very soft tone to her injured friend, looking over her shoulder as she did so.
She had to stay calm, because the second someone started freaking out, then all hell was going to break loose. Right now, the night owl just had to focus on that and making sure Outa didn't have any life-threatening injuries. Because there was not a lot of people in this city that could bring this boy to his knees. Luckily, a couple of the higher ups in Siguma were willing to go get her motorcycle as they came up to her.
"Yes, ma'am," they both nodded as the dual color haired night owl got her keys out of her pocket and handed them to one of the guys.
As they both ran off to get her bike, the (h/c) and white haired girl could feel the tension in the area continuing to rise with every second that passed. People were getting worked up, and she could tell Arajin was still scared to death. He was continuing to hug himself as he trembled in his place a little bit. And for once, the girl didn't blame him. He had never been around something this serious before, the first instinct for anyone stuck in this situation would be fear.
While for others, it was anger. More like rage.
"Who did this? Show us your face, dammit!" Jabashiri roared to the sky, thinking maybe this perp would still be in the area.
Unfortunately, it wasn't helping. It wasn't easing anyone's nerves, and things were only going to keep going downhill from there. As (Y/N) continued kind of feeling Outa up and down to make sure there was nothing too serious that was hidden, she noticed Hagure coming to her side out of the corner of her eye. Then the color of royal blue came into her field of sight as the pink haired boy held out an item toward the leader of Siguma.
"Marito, they found this next to him," the timid boy's soft voice informed the green and black haired boy as he held out the slightly dirty and torn royal blue armband with a familiar symbol and name illustrated in a much lighter blue fabric.
