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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

you're my water you're my wine69.145.144.152Posted On April 04, 2017 at 7:17 PM by malek ackerman

Malek Ackerman

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



She was an interesting woman; all dark edges – someone who found comfort in the darkness rather than running from it. Yet, Malek was intrigued. He rather enjoyed meeting fellow members of his race; and surprisingly enough he hadn’t been asked to join a coven with his time in Sacrosanct. Yes, he would politely decline but there was always comfort in surrounding yourself with fellow vampires – they understood. It is these thoughts that are dancing across his mind as he simply smiles at her, giving a small shrug in response, “Terribly unimaginative indeed,” he agrees, lifting a glass to her as if he were toasting her comment. “I find myself very ingenious, no need to fret, my dear,” he grins broadly at her before he is raising that glass to his lips again.

“Please, drink up,” he gestures with a broad hand, “Unless you are saving your appetite for something more… filling?” he questions, his steely gray eyes darting out to the crowd as they press against each other in a rather vulgar fashion. Wrinkling his nose at them, his gaze is drawn back to the woman with those nonchalant lyrics, “Ah, but on the contrary! I have walked this earth for far too long and I have seen peaceful coexistence before. You would be amazed by how quickly humans can change their minds; clearly, we have a rather uncomfortable coexistence right now, humans are less accepting I will agree with you there. As for that politician, he has a dream, let him play at it,” Malek shrugs casually.

The vampire had seen much in his lifetime, he found that the easiest way to deal with things was to just let it be done. Either they would work out or they wouldn’t. The change of subject is almost immediate and Mal can’t help but flash her a wild grin before finishing his drink and sliding it across the bar, “You know, bears and lions and tigers, oh my,” he laughs at his joke, though there is a certain sincerity to his words. He had hunted large prey before and it was vastly entertaining, “Or perhaps other vampires,” he suggests, “I’ve met an entire coven that only hunted other vampires once, clearly I didn’t stick around long,” he sighs, that memory flitting through his mind briefly before glancing down at the rat that scrambles at the base of his chair.

“I had rabbit before I came,” he comments, another fleeting smile drawing the corners of his lips up. Introducing himself, he’s pleased that she responds with her name in turn. Giving a nod, “A pleasure to meet you, Petra,” he purrs at her, and no sooner than those words fall from his lips as something lands in his lap. Furrowing his brow, he looks down to find a brightly colored bra so draped across his legs. Laughing delightedly, he plucks the skimpy material up and dangles it in front of Petra, “I believe we have a possible stripper in our midst,” he laughs again before taking the undergarment and tossing it back into the crowd.

You're my whiskey. From time to time.



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