Frea is the May Queen; Goddess of Spring, which, very likely is a title that comes with a tremendous amount of power. Power that he has only seen the briefest glimpses of. Power that he might not even understand when he finally gets around to talking to her about it.
She has come into some power lately that she's never had before, however. She has a terrible and wonderful power over a certain Corellian in the Nexus. Funny the way just a slight shift of her feet seems to suddenly highlight all those curves that were obviously present before, but ... not so overt. It's an obvious baiting of him, but damn if he doesn't run right for it anyway.
He doesn't bother to hide the way he's looking at her. Or the interest.
"Sure." He says after a long moment, slowly nodding his head. "I'll come back for them if I need them."
Han takes his one dart to the line and adopts his throwing posture. What makes this suddenly a much harder throw is that he's now got all this pressure that he didn't have before. Now he has the opportunity to look impressive to ... probably the most special person in all the nexus. He takes the time he needs to clear his head and then, he lifts his arm and makes his throw at the board.
He hits in one one wedge, smack in the middle of the single score zone near the bullseye. He exhales a big sigh of relief and then, with his back still to her, he makes a little bit of a fist pump with his left hand.
"Guess I don't need them." He says, as he turns back to her. He doesn't see the need to change the score on the chalkboard, but he'll fix it if they end up deciding to play another game. "Turns out you were right."
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Date: 2016-07-26 08:44 pm (UTC)She has come into some power lately that she's never had before, however. She has a terrible and wonderful power over a certain Corellian in the Nexus. Funny the way just a slight shift of her feet seems to suddenly highlight all those curves that were obviously present before, but ... not so overt. It's an obvious baiting of him, but damn if he doesn't run right for it anyway.
He doesn't bother to hide the way he's looking at her. Or the interest.
"Sure." He says after a long moment, slowly nodding his head. "I'll come back for them if I need them."
Han takes his one dart to the line and adopts his throwing posture. What makes this suddenly a much harder throw is that he's now got all this pressure that he didn't have before. Now he has the opportunity to look impressive to ... probably the most special person in all the nexus. He takes the time he needs to clear his head and then, he lifts his arm and makes his throw at the board.
He hits in one one wedge, smack in the middle of the single score zone near the bullseye. He exhales a big sigh of relief and then, with his back still to her, he makes a little bit of a fist pump with his left hand.
"Guess I don't need them." He says, as he turns back to her. He doesn't see the need to change the score on the chalkboard, but he'll fix it if they end up deciding to play another game. "Turns out you were right."