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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

bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; each to his passion; what's in a name?209.194.208.150Posted On April 10, 2017 at 2:11 PM by MIYAKO AIKEN



She might have blushed when that deep chuckle graces her ears had she not already been flushed with irritation, instead she sidesteps him giving him an apologetic look as she moves to the other side of the rather small elevator. Her arms are folded across her chest, annoyance clearly dancing in her chocolate eyes until that elevator screeches to an abrupt halt. Miyako falls forward, bouncing off his massive frame and lands on the ground. She doesn’t move for a moment, she just grunts at the impact until she’s rubbing at her lower back. She’s quick to apologize and her brows flick upwards in surprise, what could he be possibly sorry for? She hit him.

That deep voice slithers over her, drawing her eyes to focus on him, to really focus on him. She had seen this man before. She was sure of it! She’s about to demand what he’s doing here, if he was planning on attempting another suicide attempt until he extends a massive hand to help her up. She doesn’t hesitate to take it, her petite and smooth fingers wrapped in his as she staggers to her feet. Reaching back, she rubs at her lower back again, wincing at the soreness there, perhaps she would soak in a bath when she got home. She was sure Arlo would still be sleeping.

When he explains his apology, Miyako eyes him again her face softening as she offers him a wry grin, “There was no way you could have kept me from falling, no need to apologize,” her musical voice filling the space as she withdraws her hand from his, wrapping it around her strap. As he answers her, she chews on her lower lip briefly running through her plans for the rest of the day. She wasn’t needed at the hospital tonight and Arlo wouldn’t find it unusual if she didn’t show up at a decent hour. Sighing, she shifts slightly, noting again how very hot it was. Reaching up, she unbuttons her coat, opening it, though she doesn’t take it off quite yet. She was certain help would arrive soon.

As he turns, she peers around his form, clearly unable to look over his shoulders, she watches him push that emergency button. Great. They were stuck. “That’s unfortunate,” she says, irritation lacing those musical lyrics. She was hot and had forked out money for a ridiculous ticket, her day, it seemed, was taking a downward swing. When he turns back to her, she hadn’t realized how close she had been standing to him as he was pushing the button, taking a step back to allow him his space, she only takes one step before that rail is pushing into her back. An elevator never felt so small to her. “I certainly hope it won’t be like, it’s terribly hot in here,” she says and in turn waves her hand in her face as if that small breeze might help cool her.

When he offers her that grin, she can’t help but allow her own small shy smile to play on her lips. When he asks her name, she pauses for a moment, it’s not like she had anything better to do, “Miyako, and yours?” she gives him a moment to answer before she realizes that she did recognize this man, “Didn’t we meet the other night? You were on the roof of my apartment building, I thought you were going to jump. Anymore… suicidal tendencies lately?” she questions, entirely oblivious that this was most definitely not the man that she had met. Still, she’s certain that this was the man.

Miyako Aiken



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