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[faithful_slayer]

When you're looking for a place to hide from your abusive, alcoholic mother, an inn that exists outside of reality is a Godsend.

The girl who just stumbled into the Inn, disheveled, dirty, scared and smelling of beer, looks nothing short of relieved when she realizes where she is.

It's a rough life outside the Inn.

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[farmboyrebel]

The man behind the desk looks up from what he's reading. "You look like you need a bath." No one said he wasn't blunt.

[faithful_slayer]

"Yeah, among other things."

Faith looks around, and lo and behold, there are finger marks on her throat.

"Food. Would be really nice."

[farmboyrebel]

Biggs stares at her for a long moment, and while he stares, food appears on the desk in front of him. Whatever she was thinking of. "Kriffit, there it goes again. Things keep just appearing."

[faithful_slayer]

Ever seen a hyena fall upon a carcass, Biggs?

It probably looks a lot like Faith eating a steak and fries.

She looks a lot happier when her stomach's being filled.

[greatestpilot]

Anakin turns at the noise. The girl obviously needs help. She's got the look some of his friends had. And some of the people he's seen as a Jedi.

"You need help?"

[faithful_slayer]

Faith looks at him, blinking, and shakes her head.

"...no. No, I don't...what is this place?"

[greatestpilot]

"No kriffing clue." Anakin studies her. "You sure? I'm a Jedi. I can protect you."

[faithful_slayer]

"...you're a -what-?" Faith shakes her head, shrugging. "Never mind, it doesn't matter....I'm fine. Just confused."