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[alderaani_intel]

The lobby teemed with flowers. Everywhere

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[twostandingby]

Tycho steps through the doors and into the lobby, tugging down his jacket, and is immediately struck by the flowers, both the smell and the colors. Surprised by it as he is, Tycho isn't one to let opportunity pass him by; he glances around furtively to make sure none of the staff are watching and he sneakily liberates one particularly gorgeous red-pink specimen. Then he looks around and--there. An unconscious smile splits his bruised face, and--ignoring the pain that the movement causes as it tugs at the cut on his lip--he makes his way over to the beautiful woman.

He watches her a minute, not wanting to startle, then says a quiet, "Hi."

[alderaani_intel]

Winter glances over and smiles. "Hi." She grimaces softly at his bruised face, and carefully touches the bruise at his eye. "How are you?"

[twostandingby]

Kriff the pain, he's grinning at the touch of her hand. "Fine now." And then he remembers himself, and presents her with the flower with a flourish, though his words probably detract from the overtheatricality: "I stole this for you."

[alderaani_intel]

Winter laughs, taking the flower from him. "You're lucky this isn't a protected area, or they'd arrest you."

She smiles softly, glancing down at the flower. "It's very beautiful. Thank you."