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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
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    Cat's Meow

    An older brick building tucked downtown with only a neon sign above the steel door saying Cat's Meow and the drifting of music to let you know of the burlesque within. The inner confines have a lavish feeling of comfort and style. At one end of the building is a large stage for the dancers to entertain with small round tables scattered in front for the customers to sip or dine while watching. Directly across from the stage is a fully stocked bar so you’re never without a view of the entertainment.

    Owner Nadya Tetradore

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    2 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Barista Calliel Alosi

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    Red on the Water

    Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone?s throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flare befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city?s most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

mukashi mukashi50.46.99.184Posted On November 10, 2016 at 8:44 PM by yumi chizue


The sun had set over the horizon only just an hour or so ago and still, the young vampire had yet to decide what to do with her increasingly longer evening. With autumn once again reigning, her "days" had gradually increased while the mortal inhabitants of the world groaned with every passing moment of diminishing daylight. Although Chizue understood well their dislike of her eventide, not a single complaint would ever leave her lips. She enjoyed each breath of life she was given, relishing in those delicate moments beneath the moon that her life was now so confined too. The asian vampire leaned out her bedroom window in the Eastern side of town, her elbows rested upon the window sill, her hands nestled against her cheeks as her dark, chocolate eyes stared upwards are the large, round, and ever luminous sphere. It was a beautiful night sky - that the young woman could hardly deny. There was not a cloud obstructing her view of that perfect blackness, the stars were out in full force, glistening and gleaming in a way that made Chizue stare at awe and yet, for all the wonderment that surrounded her, she hardly wished to spend the entirety of her only night off for this week here in her bedroom when the rest of the world laid just on the other side of that wall.

It was the sound of music that drew her attention, her gaze slowly fell down towards the building across the street. Her head tilted ever so inquisitively to the side as she listened to those meticulously sung notes in a language she didn't know that drifted from the upstairs window. For a moment, she was content to simply listen. That music, after all, called to the young woman in a way that it always seemed to - holding the once pop star utterly captivated. How those sweet notes made her way to sing and yet, such was a life she had given up in her death. Such was a world that was now out of her grasp. It was with a hint of sadness that her gaze fell to the cafe beneath that apartment flat. The bright, cheery lights from within had a way of drawing the young woman. She'd seen the delectable appearing drinks from her window perch before but Chizue had yet to find the courage to venture into such an establishment. Hell, she had yet to actually drink food of any kind since her death. What if she couldn't eat it? What if the taste of coffee that she had once so loved turned bitter in her mouth? A small frown crossed her lips and yes, as the door opened for a patron to enter, she found herself leaning dangerously out of her window, intoxicated by the entirely unique scent. It was infectious!

Before she knew it, Chizue had slipped on a pair of flats and found herself standing on the stairs just outside of her townhome. The young girl hopped down the stairs of the home she shared with Isolt, pausing just to glance down both sides of the street before dashing across and towards the cafe. It was with a measure of hesitance that Chizue found herself pushing open the door of the small business, the young girl entirely engulfed with the scents and smells that so assaulted her, the environment alone so utterly enticed her and, nervously, she made her way towards the young barista that stood at the counter. It was but mere minutes later that Chizue stepped away from the front of the store with a cup of chocolate flavored coffee in her fingertips, the whipped cream so carefully concocted to look like a rose on the top of her mug. It was with such care that she made her way toward the far back portion of the store and the few empty spots that still remained in the bustling cafe. Slowly, she put her cup down on the small coffee table at the side of the overstuffed chair, her gaze entirely enticed with the art in front of her before her gaze fluttered towards the art in the drink of the man in the chair catty corner to her. A soft gasp left her lips and she found herself uttering without quite realizing she had said the words out loud - "Oh! You have Okami! That's amazing!"



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