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Luna smiled politely back at Jordan, though she doubted that he even saw it. The young man hurried away before she could get another word in. Not that she minded. Explaining herself was not something that came easily to her. So instead, she simply leant against the bar and found that her eyes followed him interestedly. There were now many people in the Inn and it was evident that he had his hands full with the sudden influx of customers. He seemed to be constantly on the move, as though nothing in the world could stop him. His attention didn't seem to linger on anything for too long, she noticed after only a few seconds of watching. Luna liked to watch people. There was much you could learn from simply observing, such as on this occasion. It was clear that he cared little for the reasons they were gathered, but rather on doing his job properly. Flitting around, he finally addressed the full group of people, stopping only to talk to the last woman who had entered. Still she sat alone and no-one made a move to talk to her.

Now that she looked more closely, Luna could perhaps see why. The young woman was dressed it clothing that may be considered slightly risqué for the rest of the world. Glancing around, she spotted many looks thrown towards her and even more whispered comments behind hands. Frowning, Luna pushed off the bar. If there was one thing that she disliked it was the inability to speak one's mind, but instead to do it behind a cupped hand or to a trusted ear. Without a seconds hesitation, she strode across the Inn and tugged a lonely chair across to the woman's table. Taking a seat, she offered a gentle smile, ignoring the sudden increase in whispers from outraged customers who turned to partners or friends to complain. Didn't that woman now who she was? Would she so readily sit with her if she did? Yes, she would have. Luna was not one to judge so easily and this would be no different.

So, she struck up a conversation with her.

"Ignore them, they are nothing more than blithering morons who know nothing more than to judge a person without a thought for their feelings. Nor to consider what they are actually like." It was said loud enough for a few of the closer ones to hear. That had been intended. Shooting them a dark look, she flicked her hair over her shoulder and turned her attention back to the woman. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is..."

Luna had actually tuned out of what was going on with the group behind her, but two words rung loud and clear in her ears. "Luna Aea". Whipping around in her seat, she stared darkly at the man in the weird jacket who had been the first to address her. He knew her name. He knew her by name and she was yet to utter it inside this Inn. In fact, he knew all of them by name, from the looks on the other's faces. And then he just left. Just like that. What the hell had that been about? Sitting in a state of shock, she chanced a glance back at the woman who she had joined at the table to see her reaction...