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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

LET THE DARKNESS TAKE YOU70.49.13.16Posted On April 11, 2017 at 6:39 PM by REGAN IZUMI


When you look into an abyss, the abyss looks into you
He consumes her. It's enthralling and equal parts frightening. Before him, the girl had never felt this kind of desire. She has desired blood, death, violence...a soft touch when she was too young to understand why her father beat her. But never this. Not this fire that he ignites inside her very bones. This hollow ache and wanting -- needing to be filled and not understand the why or how to accomplish it. She just knows that he does something to her.

So, when he gets a little too forceful. a little too enthused, Regan reacts in the only way she knows. With violence.

She's not sure when the mood changed from languid heat and anticipation to fear at the response he evokes from her. But it had. So when he settles himself between her thighs and begins to rock, rubbing himself against her and creating this wonderful friction, she snaps.

One moment she is beneath him and the next Regan is striking him in the face and flinging him bodily over her head before following him down. Her hands; deceptively strong, pin his arms overhead and her knees force his thighs together so she can sit atop him. Wild eyed she stares into his face and wonders what he sees. For surely she must look savage and ready to do damage. She doesn't understand that she is afraid of him. Not in the sense that he could physically hurt her because she is used to such things. No. She is afraid of how he makes her feel and the control she seems to have over her bodily reactions. Not knowing what to do, this is where they ended up. Whoops.

Panting they lock eyes before Regan shifts her gaze and slides away from his hulking mass. She paces back and forth muttering silently to herself -- you can just see the outline of her lips moving. Spinning on her heel she strides towards him and jams a finger into his chest. Her eyes blazing up into his. "What do you keep doing to me?" She snarls. Her voice is husky and breathy and tinged with rage. Her lack of 'sexual knowledge' must be clear to the viking by now and dammit the girl wanted answers. Regan shoves him once before spinning and stalking away where she resumes her pacing once more. Her mental voice chanting at her to kill him and escape. But there is another voice, one that yearns and pleads and confuses her. She growls into the night before her voice slides into his mind once more. "What happened today?" Why did he leave her? Who was that woman at the door? Why was he hurt and covered in blood? Well, pick one. Hell...answer them all. The poor girl is going insane.






"Thinks like this"



Regan

Valar Morghulis




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