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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

Ain't life just awful strange192.206.23.249Posted On December 07, 2017 at 7:41 AM by Gia Jones

a new world hangs outside the window
beautiful and strange
it must be I've fallen awake
I must be



Her fingertips tugged at the frayed strands of her worn olive-stained sweater, and her body physically braced itself for the next round of nausea every few minutes like clockwork. The coffee felt hot against her throat and now it was heavy in her gut. But it had the desired effect -- she felt more awake, lifted out of this fog if you will, even if the headache continued to pound against the back of her head. She wanted to go home and crawl back into bed. But she was honestly afraid that if she did that, she'd never want to leave the flimsy mattress again. Today was going to be hard. Tomorrow probably, too. But she couldn't retreat from these feelings of shame, embarrassment and violation. She had to keep going.

Buffy winced as her stomach gurgled something threatening and she sat up taller in the booth she had managed to conquer all for herself, despite the steady stream of java lovers coming and going from the glass door with the jingling bells attached just behind her head. She pulled one lanky, jean-clad leg up onto the hard wood booth, perching it at an angle under her other thigh. A barista came around and offered to refill her empty mug, in which she begrudgingly nodded in agreement, not once turning her head to catch the waitress' eye.

It took Buffy a minute to realize the quiet voice she heard was directed at her. She had let her head hang in the cradle of her perspiring palms, her eyes closing for just a moment, and her damp hair coming to hang over her face and fingers. She came around when she realized this stranger was, in fact talking to her, and whipped her head up quickly. The brash movement made her feel dizzy and she sent a palm to plaster over her forehead in an effort to steady herself. The young woman staring back at her couldn't be more unlike Buffy in appearance and personality. She was clearly put together like a normal, functioning adult. She was dressed appropriately for the bitter weather outside. And she wasn't sweating her way through being roofied and drunk mid-morning on a Wednesday.

Buffy bit her bottom lip hard, hard enough that a cherry color rose immediately to the otherwise bland skin there and shook her head in a firm "no." No. She was not alright. But what business was that of hers? Buffy didn't have the energy to reply with her usual biting sass, and as such, she just buried her head in her hands again. The barista returned with a fresh hot mug of coffee and Buffy clamored for it, bringing it in to her makeshift den, the walls made up of her folded arms and cascading hair. But the Asian woman was still there, hovering. She peppered her with more questions.

"Do I know you or something?" Buffy said, cutting her off. She dropped her forearms onto the hard table in a dramatic fashion and whipped her head around to look at her clearly for the first time. Her face was pale and her eyes were bloodshot. Her lips looked chapped. Her breathe probably smelled poorly.


GIA BUFFY JONES



ooc: so so so so sorry for the long, long wait on this.

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