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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

cause when i got a taste of you ;107.193.17.54Posted On April 13, 2017 at 11:01 AM by MAGNÚS DVÆRG

Okay, so Magnus wasn't doing the greatest job.

He was keeping her mind off of their situation. But he wasn't doing the best at making friends. He didn't care to but acting was something he knew all too well. However, masking his amusement whilst her brooding gaze seem to bore straight through him was beyond him. The pet name was not appreciated and all Magnus could do was release a huff of a chuckle, a lopsided grin giving him away.

She must be a feminist; one of those women that believe they can do everything a man can. Silly girls, didn't they understand? Everything is for a reason. That they were two halves to one whole and that what one cannot do, the other can. They are perfectly imperfect; each creature. So they may appreciate one another. If everyone could play the guitar like Dimebag Darrell or Zakk Wylde, would you know their names?

"Sorry darlin'." the sly grin evened out but she was already discarding her layers. The spring had broke, he could only wonder what she had expected. Mornings were a bit chilly but by noon it was t-shirt and jeans weather; which is what Magnus wore now. A "Mushroomhead" band tee with worn and faded jeans as well as his Harley Davidson boots - just to match his girl outside.

But it was kinda cute...

Her disgruntled and even glaring at him.

After stripping herself of the unnecessary clothing, as though she was preparing herself for this, she becomes stern with him. He never had a mother but he could only assume this what it would feel like if she knew he was up to something. "I've done drugs but nothing that extreme." Well, maybe he is lying a little - he's done acid a handful of times. But he had always maintained control. In fact, he could not quite understand how people let the trip run way with them. He may have continued but she feels the need to collect herself - apparently he was getting under her skin a bit more than he thought. Perhaps this wasn't going at all in his favor.

Maybe it was his unwillingness to take her seriously.

How was he to believe someone looks exactly like him?

Either way, this would be fun.

"Now I get to check my bank activity and credit when I get home." he chuckles, posing his statement as a jest. But he couldn't help but begin to become curious about this man; this was twice now. She smiles and even giggles at her own, at the seed of paranoia she sets in his mind. He watches her little fingers remove her long raven locks from her neck and then sucks in her plump bottom lip as he continues and she responds. Only denying himself a blossoming thought, his eyes fall to the floor moments later.

He smiles at her once more, peering back up at her - as she insinuates that she is expecting his name in return for her own. "I have earned every single thing that I have." Of course, he was not about to tell her that she couldn't do what he does. Or what that even was for that matter. For every dollar he makes, the blacker his soul grows. "I've just...." His view lingers about the elevator as he thought. "figured out how to make money without having to work a 9-5."

He'll just leave it at that.

Looking back upon Miyako, his vivid blue eyes trail upwards, indulging in her a moment before he makes eye contact her once more. "Magnus." that devilish grin was back. "Nice to meet you Miyako. What fun would this be without a challenge?"

MAGNÚS RÓARR DVÆRG
cause when i got a taste of you
i found something to sink my teeth into



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