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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

;; the fantasy on your mind50.46.130.117Posted On April 20, 2016 at 10:31 PM by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON

Sebastian EllingtonI need to feel you again, feel my lips on your skin
for one night I could be him, no, I could be better

Sebastian's head tilted slowly to the side as he listened to the roll of that foreign accent that lit every single syllable that left the lips of his newfound and certainly intriguing companion. He nodded ever so slightly in a show of agreement though offered little more in the way of actual words. Still, there was some truth to be had there. There was very little pleasure to be had in the death of another. After all, it meant there was no time to enjoy the feast, no time to clean up afterwards, instead it was little more then rushing away from the dead corpse or attempting to get rid of the body all together. It was little surprise to Sebastian that his species was regarded with noteworthy weariness. The majority of his kind were all too eager to drain their prey of every drop of blood that coursed through their veins and yet, Sebastian was entirely upon the fringe of such a general stereotype. Pleasure, he found, tasted far better then when pain and fear tainted their blood. He preferred listening to the way they moaned his name when his fangs sank into their neck. He preferred to feel their naked flesh against his own, their bodies still warm and for a brief moment, it made Sebastian feel truly alive. It was a sensation that only they could provide - his supposed victims. And then, when it was all said and done, he simply waved his victims off before stepping into the night to never be seen again. It was easier all around -not that many thought that way. But, then away, it was already established that he was atypical in every such regard.

In the end, however, the Englishman offered only a simple way of response to show his own thoughts on the rather dejecting topic. "There is little beauty in death, and even less pleasure." In a way, Sebastian was revealing far more of himself then might have otherwise done. This, this game, this was the only enjoyment he found within his immortal afterlife. The remembrance of such was quite a sober topic. Or at least, it would have been had his companion not taken that moment to step closer towards him. A small simper tugged at the corners of his lips, the vampire quickly forgetting his own thoughts as the prospect of the night once again tugged at his fancy. Sebastian was all too pleased to see that guard slowly dropping, those unconscious chemicals serving to build a bridge between the pair of men that might not have otherwise existed. Regardless, Sebastian didn't quite close the distance - at least, not yet. Instead, a small shrug crossed his shoulders at the fae's inquiry, his words entirely nonchalant despite the promise of what their evening certainly could hold. "As you said before, I offer my affections, my attention, and my bed and in exchange I ask for just a touch of blood in the heat of the moment. You won't want something as much as you will want my bite and in return that moment will be the best you've ever felt." It was, possibly, the most direct that Sebastian had ever been with his intentions and, in some fashion, too his powers.

He paused for a moment, the man's tone turning surprisingly solemn and sincere, "But, you will leave me tonight whole and alive, regardless what happens, you have my word." Sebastian's head inclined ever so slightly at his words, as if the gesture alone somehow went hand and hand with the promise he gaze. He always did his best to see his words through, when he bothered to offer any kind of assurances, but of course his newfound friend hardly knew this. It was a risk, no matter what gilded words Sebastian provided him. Frankly, the vampire could only hope that the prospect of what could be was more tantalizing than any previous damage his species might have inflicted upon the fae in the days long gone. Sebastian gestured ever so slightly, away from the fire and back in the direction he had come, stepping closer towards the fae in the process. "Does my proposition intrigue you, at all? Enough to leave this...event."



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