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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

you're my water you're my wine69.145.144.152Posted On March 18, 2017 at 4:29 PM by malek ackerman

Malek Ackerman

You're my water. You're my wine.



A bellowing laugh erupts from his throat as she quickly responds to him, his shoulders shake with the force and several people down the bar look at him queerly. The woman was quick on her feet and he didn’t mind that one bit, someone who could toss words back and forth with him was someone that he wouldn’t be opposed to hanging around with. As his chuckles subside, he glances at her, wiping at a teary eye, “Touché, my dear,” he raises his glass to her in appreciation. “I’m glad you think I’m aging well,” he laughs again lightly, lifting his glass to his lips to take another pull of the liquid, enjoying the burn as it travels down.

When she questions him, Malek simply arches a brow at her. She was like many of his species he had met in over the half a millennium he had wandered earth, a vampire who liked to appeal to their more predator side. He wasn’t opposed to his fellow vampires that liked to hunt this way, he had simply had his fair share as the hunter, now he preferred to feed from other sources. Shrugging, he regards her for a moment, “I don’t allow my blood lust to control me as many of our species do,” he states simply before setting his glass down on the counter and leaning towards her, his steely eyes roaming her features.

“There are many who don’t see us as the top of the food chain anymore, besides humans don’t provide a challenge anymore. Not since we have become more public to the world, they do not fear the name ‘vampire’ like they used to, nor are humans afraid of any other supernatural creature here in Sacrosanct. True, there are some humans who are blind to the supernatural world but for the most part we are simply an oddity to them. There are far more challenging prey out there than humans these days” he states, sighing briefly before settling himself against the bar again.

“I may be old but my mind is as clear as it ever was,” he glances at her from the corner of his eye, before Malek picks his glass off the counter and takes a swig again before his attention is drawn away to the scrabbling on the ground. Letting his eyes travel to the floor, he furrows his brow at the rat nibbling on his chair, before looking at the vampire woman across from him, “Friend of yours?” a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips. He could feel the subtle shift in the woman, the power emitting off of her and he found it… interesting.

“First and foremost, perhaps you will offer me your name?” he asks, watching as her lips brush against the glass. “I’m Malek.”

You're my whiskey. From time to time.



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