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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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    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
    3 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
    Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
    Barista Beylani Rose

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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

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    The Bakery

    owned by Taliah Vieira
    2 employees

    The Bakery

    The Bakery is a small bakery that serves anything that your heart desires, from sweet to savory this little place has it all. The area overall is small and cozy, a seating area that lines the windows and several bakery cases that provide freshly baked goods every day. The Bakery also takes special orders and delivers to local cafes.

    Owner Taliah Vieira

    Baker Sterling Tenembrage
    Baker Ludovino Donati

you're my water you're my wine166.137.136.113Posted On December 19, 2017 at 7:24 AM by malek ackerman

Malek Ackerman

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



Malek’s now warm body is entirely pressed against the fellow vampire, his hips pinning her roughly against that wall as he kisses her. Only to break that kiss shortly after, his bloodied lips traveling down to her neck to press into that soft flesh. She doesn’t flinch from him, she doesn’t push him away. Such wicked delight prowls through that monster’s eyes, Malek’s face but not Malek in mind and soul. This was the monster he kept caged up, refused to give an inch too because if this side of him was released, well, this Malek merely took what he wanted and hardly cared about the consequences. There was no humanity left in this version. And as if this beast needed to prove it to his other half locked away, he grins maliciously against Petra’s neck, only to murmur into her that she should, in fact, take care of that boy who was still searching for her in the shadows.

It is after her dark chuckle and her glance at the man outside the bar that Malek steps back, a bit reluctantly I might add. His hunger and desire waged a war inside of him, but, perhaps he could have both tonight. Sate that hunger and desire. Something he hadn’t done in a rather long time. Her response sends a deadly smile scuttling across his lips as he steps away once more to watch her, those steel gray eyes roving her body for but a moment. Again, her voice draws his attention, such dark delight dancing upon those features as she replies that she refused to share as well. Then it was settled. Offering her a small shrug of his shoulders, he lets her pass, rather enjoying the way she saunters back into that light. Malek draws himself back for a moment, watching her approach the human, he lyrics echoing through the alleyway.

Only then does he leave the shadows, circling around to the other two men whose attentions are entirely on Petra. The man’s comment that he can show the woman a good time almost has Malek snorting. This human had no idea what he had gotten himself into; at least it was exciting for the two vampires. He’s distracted for a moment as Petra manages to lead him into the shadows, Malek’s attention returning to the two men practically gawking at Petra as she disappears. The vampire can hear them debating if they want to join in on the fun, but they hardly have anytime to make their move as Malek seemingly appears behind them, a deadly smile so coating his lips as he narrows his eyes. Hands shoot for one man, quickly snapping his neck and before the other can realize what had happened, Malek is on him. His hand clamps down over the human’s mouth, muffling the screams as he bites into that tender flesh.

He can’t help that groan of pleasure to escape his lips as that blood so coats his tongue. It was delightful, wonderful, he would never give this up again. Yet, it was over all too soon. Disappointed he hadn’t managed to make it last longer, he simply drops the body, his hunger far from being sated. He debates on eating the already dead man but he merely affords the dead a small shrug. Dead people never tasted as good. The guttural scream of the man that Petra whisked away draws his attention. Brows arching in delight, he casually steps over the bodies and makes his way to the shadows once more, easily finding the woman and her prey. Raising a brow in curiosity, he watches the man as he struggles against his restraints, those snakes slithering across his body, his screaming only muted by the creature that slips into his mouth.

If his saint side were to come out now, he might feel uncomfortable, horrified even at the scene before him. Petra moving forward to touch the man’s cheek, whispering words into his ears and yet, Malek found nothing but pleasure so coursing through his body. What happens next is almost too fast for him to comprehend, those imaginary snakes biting into the man, his screams growing wild and before anything can be done, Petra rips out the man’s throat before turning to him. There’s disappointment written into her features, mirroring his own. He doesn’t say anything, merely steps aside as she drags the body back into the club, the vampire trailing after her. Catching up to her, he stands next to the woman, his steel eyes glancing down at her, narrowed, “That wasn’t very satisfying,” he sighs before his gaze travels the roving of bodies. “Want to play a game?” he murmurs down to her, his grin broadening, “Why don’t we see how many of these humans we can eat, hmm? Winner picks how we spend the rest of the night,” he comments, entirely pleased with himself.

You're my whiskey. From time to time.



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