adptations:
curiosity was peaked when the stranger was able to pick her out of the crowd without much delay –– certainly unusual for most that asha had swindled throughout her lifetime, usually capable of moving in and out without issue. still, she doesn’t immediately shy away from her actions, the magic still wrapped around the credits even if they don’t withdraw completely. “oh, did you now?” she questioned, a single brow quirking at him, seeming to accent the darker lines on her face that gave away her heritage. the truth of the matter did not particularly concern her either way, nor did it appear to persuade her pursuit. “i’d like to think that i’m working rather hard for it right now.”
anakin held his credits in his pockets with a lazy use of the force, feeling her own power yearning to take it from his grasp completely. this was oddly entertaining to him.. why? he couldn’t say but for the first time since he’d woken up he felt a stirring of mischief and amusement mixing within him. there was something about the marking on her face that fascinated him just like the arkings on other species they emphasized the natural facial features in a way that drew the eye. “in a way I did. granted that way ---is the same way you’re attempting now. so maybe I didn’t really work for them at all.” he shifted his body to face hers easier even with the long distance between them as he raised an eyebrow.














