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Oct. 18th, 2006 12:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
When Tycho awakes, it's immediate. There's no half-asleep mumbling of nightmares, no signal, no sharp intake of breath, no bolting upright in bed. Just his eyes snapping open and then flicking about, taking in his surroundings in one sharp glance. The furnishings are reduced to shadows in the dark, but he recognizes it; room 181, Milliways. Winter fast asleep beside him, her shoulder tucked against his and her face tipped away from him on the pillow, pale skin and hair easy to see even in the little light coming from under the door.
He forces himself to breathe evenly, and he slowly reaches up to scrub his face. No sudden moves; he doesn't want to wake her, and he knows how easy it is to do.
He forces himself to breathe evenly, and he slowly reaches up to scrub his face. No sudden moves; he doesn't want to wake her, and he knows how easy it is to do.
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Date: 2006-10-18 04:22 am (UTC)Yet, in Milliways, and at home, this seems to leave her. Otherwise, she'd never be able to sleep with Tycho's snores. So his scrubbing of his face doesn't bother her, too much.
She does roll closer though. And yawns softly. She'll be waking up soon.
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Date: 2006-10-18 04:30 am (UTC)Tycho's awake, though, and while he so does not snore, he does give a small, quiet smile and watch her, knowing better than to touch her.
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Date: 2006-10-18 04:34 am (UTC)(And he so does snore.)
Eventually happens pretty quickly as, for once, she starts awake, hand jerking out to grab the sheet. She rolls her eyes at herself and looks up at Tycho after a moment. "Hi."
Mission is still fresh on her mind. Sometimes she dreams in explosions.
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Date: 2006-10-18 04:56 am (UTC)He wraps his arm more securely around her.
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Date: 2006-10-18 04:59 am (UTC)"But it won't be what I do for long." She rolls over to look at him. "I'm going to retire. Soon."
She strokes at his cheek with a long finger. "What's wrong? Why can't you sleep?"
Mistress of the Subject Change is she.
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Date: 2006-10-18 05:03 am (UTC)"Mmm." A slight quirk of his mouth at her. "What'll you do with all that free time?" Besides just spend even more of it with the Solos.
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Date: 2006-10-18 05:05 am (UTC)Then frowns deeply at him. "Don't avoid the question, though."
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Date: 2006-10-18 05:12 am (UTC)She knows him. His even excuses won't work.
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Date: 2006-10-18 05:25 am (UTC)But she does know him too well, does know when something's bothering him, and he gives up quickly. He presses a kiss to her upper arm, just above her elbow, and then lets his forehead rest there.
"They're falling apart," he says quietly into her elbow.
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Date: 2006-10-18 05:36 am (UTC)Winter pushes hair out of her face again. "Then things would get just that much worse."
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Date: 2006-10-18 05:55 am (UTC)And the Bar would be a less welcoming place if run by Intel.
She strokes his hair absently still. "I hate her, Tycho. For what she did to you. I'd blast her myself if I could."
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Date: 2006-10-18 06:02 am (UTC)" 'Captain Celchu, Tycho. Rogue Squadron. Serial number 68970024. Trained at Carida.' My, my, my. What have we here, Captain?"
Tycho shrugs faintly. "I think anyone in their right mind, who knows who she is, would."
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Date: 2006-10-18 06:07 am (UTC)The sanctuary they built. Their home where they're actually both there.
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