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Crobalt Nicholas Crystalis - The Sun

"Don't have to tell me twice! I could feel the sheer heat from that, from here!" Cronic shouted out, doing everything he could to keep himself on the trail of the girl with Mouse traits. Crobalt himself was in decent physical shape. Mostly out of necessity because although he helped people down on their luck, he still had to pay for everything out of his own pocket, in addition to his bills. The job he held to fix that problem was largely down to manual labour.

"I don't wanna be around to find out what happens when you get caught in that!" Cronic shouted out to himself as he hopped over a tree root, continuing to keep pace. Though he had no qualms running long distances at a time, his formal attire wasn't really meant for that, so he wore a tracksuit instead.

"Anyone who got caught in THAT... I doubt there'll be anything left." Cronic thought, suppressing a shiver.
"This one's on the house." Cronic said, as he set about taking Yuki's measurements. Height, Arm length, chest, waist, and so on, while mentally taking notes on the design of her normal clothes beneath the Thalmor robe.

"The experience is payment enough. I get to step outside of my comfort zone and try something new." Cronic said, putting away the tape measure once he was done, having written down the specifics on one piece of parchment.

"Now then... Do you want something similar to what you're wearing now, minus the Thalmor robe, or something more in tune with local attire?"

Serena, meanwhile had chosen to get out the building and get some fresh air, gesturing to Yuki and Cronic as she passed by, heading towards Dragonsreach herself.
Crobalt Nicholas Crystalis - The Sun

"I have a long day fighting off street punks harassing one of the people I'm helping find their footing, I lose track of time doing some paperwork... And now I'm running for my life in some bizzare world from a behemoth of a man who answers to Black Rabbit. What a day..." Cronic said to himself as he ran, aiming to keep himself as far out of the reach of the "Black Rabbit" as he could.

"So just keep going until we can reach safety? Here's hoping our physical limits don't come into play here. Makes me wish I'd practiced throwing rocks at targets more. Though that would probably just make him mad." Cronic said to the White Rabbit, keeping his eyes focused on the path in front of him and the ground, that he might better evade anything that would cause him to stumble or fall.
The Sun - Crobalt Nicholas "Cronic" Crystalis

"I think we already went down said hole, judging from the look of this place." Cronic said to Liam, before returning his attention to the white Rabbit... And the arrival of the unknown man from the mass of mist and tentacles.

"Ladies, gents, now would be a good time to book it out of here if you don't want to take on a humanoid mountain of muscle!" Cronic said in response to the arrival of the unknown, but clearly unfriendly individual in front of them.

"I'd like to think that I could at least hold the line for a time to buy the others a chance to escape on an ordinary day, but we're in an unknown land, with a talking rabbit, and an eight foot behemoth of a man. Normal kind of went to pot a while ago." Cronic thought to himself, turning on his heels as quickly as he could, and took off as fast as his legs would allow.
"I had a fairly simple objective today; Get you some more appropriate clothing for Skyrim's climate." Cronic said, fumbling around in his pouches until he pulled out a roll of measuring tape.

"Since those robes are going to attract the bad kind of attention. The Thalmor are looking for any excuse they can to assert dominance, after all. Sure they make for a good intermediate measure for keeping warm, but long term, they're going to be a problem." Cronic said as he searched around for a piece of blank parchment, an inkwell and a quill pen.

"But before I can fix that problem, I have to make sure I can get it to fit comfortably first." Once he'd gotten everything set up, he then turned to Yuki.

"So if it's not too much trouble, could you stand still a moment?" Cronic said, waiting for Yuki's permission before he began his measurements.
The Sun - Crobalt Nicholas "Cronic" Crystalis

As the evening rolled by, Cronic was presently sat in a sort of study, a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other. Quietly scribbling away, the brown-haired man was simply writing up his notes on the individuals who he'd just finished helping on their way to a better life, though he marked one down with "Weekly contact required to check progress and arrange additional support if necessary."

Once that was done, he then closed the book and stashed the pen away before checking the time.

"Seven hells, it's that late already?" He said to himself, the clock hands saying 11:00 PM. Having a quick stretch and letting out a yawn, Crobalt stood up from his desk and proceeded to his bed room to get washed, changed, and ready for bed, and was asleep half an hour after he'd checked the time in the study. His hair always looked a spiky mess in the morning, but some of his lady friends found it attractive, so he scarcely bothered to fix it.

In the runup to midnight, he was having a simple dream; All the folks he'd helped thus far had come to give him their thanks, and allow him to see how they'd gotten on. He was garbed in his usual attire when he was out and about; His dark blue suit jacket like trenchcoat with matching trousers, a dark grey shirt with a light grey tie, and black, brown soled shoes. All of that pleasant dreaming ended when he got dragged through the glass at Midnight though. The sudden change in scenery had caused him to faceplant the ground though.

"...Well. This was certainly unusual. First time I've had a dream where I get dragged through a glass window after a sudden blackout." Crobalt said as he got up and dusted himself off, gazing around at the people around him... His attention caught soon after by the talking White Rabbit, and listened to all those talking. He then slapped his cheeks to see if that would wake him up, to no avail.

"...Okay... Not sure what's going on here, but I hope it wasn't that cheese sandwich I ate today." Cronic said, walking over to the White Rabbit and the rest of the people around him. Unlike the others, though, he didn't reach down to pet him. Rather, he was simply observing it from a distance.

"So, uh... Anyone have any idea what just happened?"
"Right. Better get this right first time. As much as I'd like to guess, I'd probably end up just getting the measurements wrong." Cronic said to himself, as he searched downstairs for a spindle of thread.

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"Not the kind of comfort I needed. I just needed something to hold during the night. I get pretty restless otherwise." Serena said as she stood up.

"And I have absolutely no idea. I didn't see any library-like buildings on the way in. We'd need to check in with Cronic and Aria for that."










"We can't just leave Yuki on her own though; She could easily run afoul of the wrong crowd here, given her childlike innocence. Some people are actually quite considerate, but others, well... The bandit locals will have a field day with her." Cronic said, having snapped back to his usual self, though he was also plotting his vengeance on Aria.

"And her "Borrowed" Thalmor garb is just going to attract unwanted attention. It's a bit of a stretch, but for the time being, I'm going to focus on making some more appropriate clothing for the climate. Otherwise she's just going to freeze to death out here. We can't all be Nords." Cronic said, having finished doing all the dishes now.

"A general idea of her size will suffice for now. I'll fine-tune it later. Probably going to be busy all day at Warmaiden's forge though."

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"Ah, don't be. I just needed some comfort during the night, and it was either him or you." Serena said as she stretched, before standing up.

"Besides. I can handle myself, even without my sword."
Serena was awake and sat on the edge of the bed... And from the looks of the expression on her face... Was trying her hardest not to burst out laughing.

"You should've seen the look on his face...!" Serena said, a faint smirk plastered onto her face, before she took a deep breath to try and compose herself.

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Cronic, meanwhile, was doing all the dishes from last night's feast, and rather speedily too; He was trying to do something, anything, to take his mind off of what just transpired.

"Aria. Not. Another. Word." Cronic said, the tone of his voice saying she should drop the subject before Cronic snapped.

"You'd think I'd wake up from being hauled upstairs!"
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