Location: Fair
Finley Dawson
Whether he realized it or not, the Padawan at his side was watching him quite intently. Reading his facial expression and body language like a hawk. Taking risks in the field came naturally to her, as it should. Calculated risks, at least. There was no way to
safely be a Jedi, after all, with some some exceptions... Taking risks like suggesting a
kiss, on the other hand...whew. If the Zeltron 'perfume' wasn't working its magic, she'd have been a little nervous and clammy.
When he lit up, she smiled and stifled a giggle. More than pleased that her boldness was paying off.
Then he switched up the rules and drastically reduced the time she had to make all 7 shots.
Oh come on...
The giddy smile on her face dropped like a stone, and she stared slack-jawed at him. After a second, her jaw snapped shut again and she shot him a playful glare.
"Ohh, I get it... You're too shy to kiss me, so you're trying to throw off my game." She poked him lightly with her elbow, and then handed over her cotton candy.
"Sorry, Mister Dawson, but I'm not showing you any mercy. Hold this please?" Assuming he held the treat for her, she switched her focus to the hoops in front of them.
When the bell rang, she swiped the first ball and threw it with surprising accuracy. Then the second, and the third... They jostled the inside of the hoop, but they didn't bounce back out. The vendor watched her with open but playful suspicion. He couldn't tell if she was 'cheating' or not. There were no obvious clues. Hopefully she wasn't however, because by the sixth shot, she finally missed. The ball hit the inner rim of the hoop and bounced off to the side. Sadira made a quiet
tch sound, and then made the final shot.
"Alright, fine. You're off the hook this time." She laughed and waited for him to take his turn.