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"Hey Cronic, you'd have laughed so hard - I just watched a Thalmor in fancy golden armour choking to death in a cloud of somethin' nasty near Riverwood!" Aria snickered as she entered the shop, followed closely by a man with a face wrap. Or, he was following, until the door got slammed on him, leaving the foreigner exhausted and dazed outside. Not to mention his nose got pancaked! 

'How could that idiot not be tired out yet?!' Haru thought, guards and townsfolk stepping around him as he caught his breath.

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Quiet as a mouse, Yuki had left the safety of the Odd Jobs shop, and soon found herself strolling around Whiterun. There was so much to discover about the cultures here, the way it all worked, what all the titles meant. There was that, and there was flowers. Yes, flowers! There were no Akaviri plants in sight, and the young priestess needed to find out what kind of ingredients she needed for alchemy works. She was a healer before all else.

The rest of her day would be spent running around picking what she knew would help, like Arcadia had told her.
"Since the moment the Shogun and Lady Kasumi asked us to feast with them. I mean if you wanna make this your home, you can do that any day you want. You'd just have to invite me too!" Kaori chattered along with excitement on their way out of the citadel. The tailors workshop was close by the main structure for ease of access to the lords, ladies and Shogun, so it's not like Yomi would spend too much of his day with the wannabe princess hanging on his arm. Only a few hours, that is if he didn't just pick two outfits and ditch the place!
There was a long silence after the dissipation of the tornado winds, even the spectators couldn't find the words for Izaroth's display - the only sound was the latter's laboured breaths after exhausting himself. Glacia was bruised and cut all over, but he didn't tremble or lose his footing. He was virtually dormant until about twenty seconds had gone by. The alien took two slow steps, turning to face a hovering Izaroth.

"I would say... that was indeed your very best. Impressive, human. Very impressive... But it's not over until one of us is recovering in a healing tank," Glacia said quite calmly, though his voice sounded rough after being beaten so much. He lifted off the ground and prepared a fairly weak ki blast, just to finally knock his opponent out. "You fought wel-"

Before Glacia could finish, a pink coloured blur flew straight past Izaroth, and latched into the Frieza raceman's tail. It was that odd Majin from the diner, her sharp teeth dug deep into his tail and drawing blood. Didn't take long for the tail to sever and for the Majin to start attacking Glacia with it. The spectators couldn't quite decide whether this was horrifying or hilarious! Glacia eventually started to fight back, enraged.

"MAJA, TRUNKS SAID YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO DO THAT! I'll have to revert to my first form, then work my way up again! Just to have a tail!" Glacia yelled as the intensity of the ridiculous fight picked up.

"It's funny 'cuz you shouldn't fall for it the fifth time!" The Majin laughed manically, in a somewhat adorable voice, and threw the tail away, blocking and countering blows from an exceedingly pissed-off Elite Patroller. All the while, she looked extremely pleased with her 'surprise tail removal'.

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Blaze flew over to Izaroth and helped guide him away from the new fight, her arm hadn't repaired but she still had one to lend her partner. The both of them had to rest. The ugly alien had said something about healing tanks, so she assumed that meant there would be a red and white building somewhere designated as a hospital.

Trunks showed as well, opting to help Izaroth fly than get caught up in Maja's sadistic 'prank'. "I heard he challenged the both of you, but I never imagined you'd still be conscious. You managed.. mostly! We're flying you to a healing centre, alright?"
"Run, dumbass!" the figure behind Aria yelled, tossing his own bomb near the smoke bomb before grabbing Aria's arm and running for it. When the bomb exploded it sent the smoke the opposite direction, further engulfing those unfortunate enough to get caught in it. It was cruel, but the Thalmor and the Vampire would writhe in stink hell for the next half hour or so. Actually, that was hilarious to Aria, the cruelty didn't even register!

"So, I just saved your ass. You owe me," the foreigner said in a flawless Imperial accent. He let go of Aria and sighed, removing the scarf around his head and the straw hat he wore. "It's been a long time, ain't it?"

Aria didn't even slightly respond to the guy, admiring the stink bombers work as the Vampire and Thalmor continued to try and kill each other, but both failed due to the 'interference'.

"Uh, Aria?" the young man said, prodding her shoulder from behind.

Aria tilted her head slightly and looked around nonchalantly, "Can hear this annoying buzzing noise behind me..." she muttered, voiding Haru's very existence.

"Hey, moron!" Haru spoke up confidently. If she was ignoring him, he could say anything he wante-!

SLAM!
"Ow! Bitch!"

Suddenly Aria had swung her fist around at him, effectively breaking his nose. Still, she looked completely unfazed by her own display of violence. "Think I swatted that fly... Now, where was I? Back to Whiterun!" she said, rushing to her feet and taking the longer route around the cloud of deadly smells. Her reasoning for all this? They were in the presence of a Thalmor soldier, even if he was incapacitated he wasn't deaf. Aria wanted nothing to do with the Resistance, not in plain sight!
'Oh, hell...' thought Glacia. He flew straight into this, underestimating his opponents. Izaroth surviving this long and demonstrating a special technique, and the girl proving to be more resilient and skilful than he'd assumed. Their willingness to sacrifice for each other when it counted was admirable, too... Glacia almost felt regret over breaking the kid's ribs when he thought about these positive outcomes. But~ he could dwell on that further once the beatdown was over. If he was still in a good mood, anyways!

Meanwhile, the barrier had shut down. A few Time Patrollers flew over to Blaze and checked over her injuries, but soon found themselves staring at the tornado fired by Izaroth at the same time, unsure of what was happening inside. Thankfully one of the Patrollers had some capsuled senzu essence, and made sure the redhead inhaled it. It wouldn't act as quickly as a senzu bean, but she'd slowly heal back to full strength over a few minutes.

...One particular member of the Patrol flew around the tornado methodically, watching for developments with keen interest in her bright magenta eyes. That freakish orange Majin again. Her expression seemed much like a cats, ready to pounce her prey.
"...It's a nice day today, isn't it everyone?" the Vampire broke the silence as the five hit the road, completely ironic as he was wearing such thick robes that the sun couldn't touch his skin.

The Thalmor could be heard drawing his blade slowly, "Why not prove you don't burn up in the sun? You're a dead giveaway," he taunted, smirking evilly. This is what he wanted! Not interrogating pathetic villagers...

"Why don't ya' stop walking so my sword just so happens to slip into your back? Nobody's gonna miss ya'," Aria spoke up from behind the Thalmor, having drawn the katana and getting dangerously close to impaling him, causing him to nervously start accelerating! This in turn made the vampire walk faster as well. Meanwhile, the foreigner following Aria had dropped back away from the conga line of death, taking a bomb similar in appearance to Phaethon's out of his kimono.

"We're out of innocents' view now, so how about we all just stop and take a deep breath...?" the vampire suggested, unaware of the further irony that Phaethon was carrying the most inhumane weapon in Tamriel. Taking any breath would be torture!
'Is he.. charging a blast attack? Not going to let him fire it!' Glacia quickly responded, ceasing fire and charging at Izaroth relentlessly. But before he could reach the silver-haired man, a bright yellow blast flew in front of him, halting the Frieza raceman in his tracks. He didn't waste any time targeting the one who'd fired. Blaze wasn't staying down... Gradually the two were impressing him, to the point where he considered only breaking a few bones when he caught up. Speaking of...!

The moment Glacia reached Blaze, he fired a powerful punch at her face. Surprisingly, she flew backward to dodge it, then dashed forward again swinging a kick at the mean alien's head. He raised his arm to guard against it. Blaze flew around him, trying to dropkick him heel-first from above. For a short moment there, she was completely immersed, no more hesitation or worry for getting hurt. That worry only returned when her leg was grabbed by Glacia.

"I GIVE-!" Blaze tried to surrender, but was smashed into the ground leaving a cracked surface from the impact. Bouncing from the impact, Glacia followed up while she was in mid-air with a straight kick to the ribs, making her scream, smashing them and sending the girl hurtling across the ground. When she stopped rolling, she was in a tangled heap and sobbing quietly. Moving would only be more painful now!

"That was.. so mean..! You're a jerk...!" Blaze tearfully remarked, ...but the pained smirk she showed after that told Glacia what exactly this was. ...Izaroth would've had time to prepare his attack! Turning and flying straight for his new opponent, Glacia boosted his speed to try and reach him before the tornado could be launched...!
As Phaethon reached the road out of the village, he begun being tailed by a man in heavy black robes... How did they get to him so fast? Naturally it would be suicide to confront or even attack him in plain sight. The vampire would just keep on his heels for now.

And... the Thalmor would keep.. on the Vampire's heels?! And trailing some way behind the Thalmor soldier was the red-haired girl! This was becoming some kind of conga line of death leading out of Riverwood! Even the foreigner joined in, and started following the redhead!
Having apparently foreseen a counter coming, Glacia flew back to avoid getting a knee smashed in his face. Izaroth's endurance proved to be a real feat after all, and the Frieza raceman was surprised to find the man charging at him with such tenacity. He was gripped by the shoulders, and in no time at all the enemy was above him, swinging a powerful kick down that sent Glacia crashing into the floor. He quickly recovered despite the pained look on his face, and flew away from his opponent whilst firing spherical red ki blasts from his hands like a machine gun.

"Interesting speed, strength and willpower... He's got potential," Glacia spoke calmly to himself as he continued to shoot. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed his knock-out punch hadn't exactly put Blaze on the floor. What was up with that?
"I'm game for that," Raisa agreed with Valery, "I was trying to relax when the mutants hit Kuzminki, left in a hurry. I could really use a drink..." she said, tapping him on the shoulder with her knuckles as she went to find the local watering hole. Now they were safe and sound, the scavenger from Kuzminki station flicked the safety on and slung the expensive-looking rifle over her right shoulder.

"I'm sure the old man will do his own thing."
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