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RabidChocoThe 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?"
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?"
