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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.

    What's You'll Find Here

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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

;; dancing with this chemical attraction50.46.99.184Posted On December 25, 2016 at 6:02 PM by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON

Sebastian Ellingtonget close enough to have fun
but not enough to get attached


Sebastian was well aware the young woman had hardly noticed his presence within her burlesque and yet, he was remiss to so ruin the movement of her body and hips. Rather, the salacious vampire was all but willing to simply observe the woman as she moved, and in turn appreciate all that her feminine form had to offer to him. It had, in truth, been months since he had laid with one of her gender and though he hardly missed it, being all to content with that love he'd so discovered, he found himself still admiring the distinct differences between himself and her fair gender. That silence in which he so enjoyed his own observations, however, was decidedly short lived before the young woman's instincts so keenly alerted her to his presence. Still, he regarded her with a warm simper, so easily responding to that bluntness in her tone in the same sauve fashion he had responded to all those years ago when he'd first met her in that bar. That shrug that crossed her shoulders hardly coaxed a reaction from him beyond the rise of a singular eyebrow and yet, Sebastian was all too willing to brush off the comment altogether, responding with a measure of factualness. "I did not. I suppose we merely run in different social circles." it was hardly surprising really, Sebastian's time spent most of his time in the upper northern districts, venturing to the downtown areas only for food and the western part of town only to see Dorian himself.

And yet, despite the amount of time that had past between them, he still found himself reaching out to provide the young woman with his hand, inquiring if she so might see it fit to dance with him. After all, how long had it been since he had properly tangoed? He'd shown Dorian but a glimpse of what the dance could be but it had been some time since he'd found anyone proficient enough to dance it with him as it so meant to be danced. That simper that she presented him with was quite telling enough as the girl stepped back from him, her feet slipping into those heels before she moved across the dance floor to so turn on that music. His own head tilted to the side, simply watching her as she moved back towards him, her hand falling lightly upon his chest. A soft chuckle left his lips, those bright blue eyes so falling upon the woman as he nodded. "I'm sure." He responded, ever confident as that music so began to fill the dance hall. This dance of seduction, this was one he so particularly excelled at and slowly, his hand fell to her waist, so leading the woman into a series of steps and twists that banked on that undeniable chemistry they had once shared.

It was only after a particular twist that her back landed against his chest, his bright blue eyes so intently watching her in that moment, those teasing words so bringing a soft simper to his lips. "I'm glad you still think so." He commented idly and yet those words were cut off as the girl began to dip, his own hands moving up her sides as she moved down his physic. God, how he loved this dance. That gesture, however, was short lived before she rose, turning to face him for her hands to fall once again in his own. "I think it's too early to make any judgements." He countered effortlessly enough, his own baritone English accent holding a hint of huskiness to his lyrics. Oh how he remembered those nights spent within his hotel room, where their affinities were so waging war. It was that simple memory that so caused his affinity to flare to life, to so work on those chemicals and that attraction. Let's see how far you've really come, Nadya.



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