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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

strong isn't the word for it67.143.208.99Posted On October 27, 2017 at 7:17 PM by Alexis Wilde


The woman was manicured to a tea, her beauty astounding as she stepped into the cafe as if it were her own. It felt like anywhere she went is where she would belong, the confidence pouring off of her in waves. Alexis was instantly green with envy but more than that, she felt insecurity like a snake biting at her ankles as she clung to Alexander's shirt in question. Who was this woman and why did she look amused? Alexis felt confusion and curiosity burning in her eyes as she stared down the woman, her curiosity only heightened when the woman spoke in a different language and flicked the lock on the door. Alexis straightened instantly, not sure whether it was a threat or something else. She fought the urge to step in front of Alexander and defend him, knowing he was more than capable of defending himself. Instead her fingers twitched at her sides hidden behind the register counter, aching to call her weapons into being. But she held back, looking at Alexander as if for permission.

The woman strode further into the cafe after a moment and Alexis could feel her eyes sizing her up as if looking at a dress in a store. She felt way underdressed suddenly and felt her hands skimming her waistline awkwardly as she held the woman's gaze as neutrally as she could. Finally the woman turned to Alexander, cooing his name like she'd said it all her life, asking who his friend was. Alexis felt her internal hackles rise, her fingers twitching again as she glanced up at Alexander once more. It suddenly felt hard to believe that just moments before they had been sharing a tender moment at the register with his hand eating a fire into her hip with that single touch, making her yearn for darker nights and softer sheets to wrap up in with him. Then he had asked her about the date and told her that he wouldn't put her on a horse with a bad temperment, whatever that is. She huffed as if offended but she couldn't make herself even pretend to look mad when he leaned in to rub his nose against hers in affection.

She giggled and pushed at his chest playfully. Then he told her if she did suck at it, she could ride with him and she squirmed as if already picturing the sensations of riding with him, their bodies touching on a moving object. "I doubt I'd be able to focus enough on the whole sitting there and looking pretty." She murmured slyly, her brow arching up as her eyes sparked with mischief. When she mentioned wearing less clothing, she could see the question in his eyes as he asked and she grinned, all too willing to play an image of her in sexy linguire for his eyes only, knowing he would see the image in his own head from trying to read her thoughts. It seemed to be second nature to him, especially when he was touching her and she had slowly gotten used to the fact that it would happen, using it instead to tease him further. Of course that was about when the faschionista red head came through the door talking in exotic languages and purring at Alexander like a cat on catnip.

He introduced her as Alexis but nothing more and it would be a lie to say it didn't sting a little. She felt her whole body stiffen and she even took a small step away from him, that made all the easier because he'd stopped touching her altogether when the woman walked in. He called her his daughter but Alexis knew enough that their relationship was a lot more complicated than that. There was definitely that protective instinct between the two but it was much more than a father and daughter. She couldn't quite pinpoint it which made her all the more uncomfortable. And then to make matters more awkward, Alexander jumped into a different language as well, asking Anastasia a question. She could tell they were talking about something serious but that was all she could grasp. Sighing softly, she stepped over to the coffee maker, making 3 cups as quietly as she could before walking back over to set 2 down in front of Alexander and Anastasia. Putting on her most polite smile, she looked up at her.

"How about some coffee while we get to know each other? Sounds like you two have some catching up to do and I can't learn a different language all in one night so I'd feel better if I knew a little bit more about you." She tried to keep her tone as friendly as possible, her eyes still burning with curiosity more than anything as she pulled up a chair to the counter and sat down with confidence. This should be interesting.

alexis wilde



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