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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

spend your days in a d r u g g e d out craze with the man that you chained74.196.156.143Posted On July 04, 2017 at 9:59 PM by Iskra Isi Kari






The day I left; 2000 something


Motorcycle revving. The slip of hands putting the helmet over a face and then gloves going on the same hands. Backpack? Check. Couldn't lose that. It had most of what I had in it. For the exceptional gun that stayed in my waistband at all times where nobody could see it. Anything could happen, thus keeping it on me. Look both ways. Nothing coming? Now I can go. I picked up speed as I continued; speeding down the highway not really knowing where I was going, all I knew was I couldn't stay here. I couldn't stay with him. I spent years here already, training, getting ready for pretty much nothing. When I found my chance to leave; there I went. Off to who knows where, doing who knows what. All that went through my head was getting out of there. So that's how I got here, speeding down the interstate to get to wherever I was going. Not a care for anything or anyone is what I wanted. Would I get that? Probably not. He would probably hunt me down since there's no doubt he heard my bike when I took off. It was just a matter of time. Lost in my own thought, not really paying attention to the road ahead of me. Or the truck full of human males next to me trying to get my attention. Time to speed up.

Fast forward to now. Just as I was arriving in this place; it was weird. This place wasn't on the map and it looked pretty big. I slowed down enough to be able to keep just one hand on the handles, looking up and around, smiling as big as I could beneath the helmet. Pushing the visor up to see better, piercing blue eyes could be seen from a distance if I turned towards anybody. Revving the engine as I continued on; pulling the visor down and headed towards downtown. Pulling up into a little alleyway, figuring it was the best place to park my bike; away from prying eyes and where nobody could knock it down. First came the gloves, then the helmet. Stuffing the gloves into a motorcycle jacket pocket and carrying the helmet into the place that had a sign that read "cat's meow"

One foot placed in front of the other as I looked around my surroundings; I was rather short so it's not like I could see very much anyhow. To one side of me there was a stage, people and other types of species in the tables; watching the dancers on stage. Turning my back to them, I walked straight to the bar, the bar tender looking over at me raising their eyebrow as if to ask what I wanted. Uh, can I get a mai tai please? my vocals matched my physique, short and sweet. At a first glance at least.

It wasn't long before they had my drink out, taking a sip; I handed over money for it plus a little extra. I guess it helped ransacking my mentors house. Chuckling to myself, taking another drink and looking down at the drink; not really sure where to go from here or what to do from here. I guess I'm on my own. The words just kinda slipped out, closing the curtains to my piercing blue portals; resting my head on my hand while my other hand rested on my drink.



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Isi Kari
Iskra - dark hunter - single - home - kin





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