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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 9:12 PM by REGAN IZUMI


When you look into an abyss, the abyss looks into you
They face one another as if they were ancient gladiators facing certain death. Neither one backing down. He might have thrown his hands up in the air to ward her off but the challenge in his eyes eggs her on. His snide comment is met with stoney silence. A red haze bleeds across her vision until everything inside and outside her stills. Her eyes slide closed and when they reopen there is nothing living inside her gaze. She is empty. He thought he had his barriers back up? Hell, he'd never seen Regan with hers slammed in place. Say hello to Zetsumei; ender of life.

He's talking, sprawled on the bloodied earth and she is contemplating ways to kill him. She doesn't hear the words he's saying, just the steady flow of noise coming from his mouth. A hand clenches at her side and releases. Her tongue swipes across flat human teeth and she does her best to ignore the lingering taste of him on her tongue. He looks so vulnerable, lying there, exposed the way he is. She knows better though. She takes a silent step towards him. It's not until he mentions something about another Assassin that her senses truly hone in on his words. She's listening now.

It would seem our Viking is more than what he seems. A leader. This pleases her on a deep, primal level. She takes another step closer; this one less lethal. His massive shoulder shrug within the grass and her gaze follows the motion. The red is easing from her vision when he mentions meeting a girl in a bar. A snarl curls her top lip and the girl is entirely unaware of it happening. A rush of possessiveness overwhelms her. She'd kill that girl, whoever she is, then castrate him. The idea is sounding better and better by the second when he continues. He's describing someone with scars on their face and though she sounds familiar, the girl in unsure. It could be Raven...then again it could be any number of girls. His obvious displeasure and disdain for whoever the girl was, sees the last of the red bleed from her mind. Zetsumei retreats and Regan pushes to the fore.

Regan has no idea if her viking even noticed the difference in her. Though she wouldn't bet against the idea. Huffing silently she closes the remaining distance between them and flops on top of him. Her elbow digging into his ribs with considerable force before she stretches out and makes herself comfortable. Viking pillow. You should try one. They are surprisingly comfortable. "What is it, that you do, exactly?" She can tell whatever it is, isn't exactly above board if they needed a clean up crew. Not that the idea bothered her in the least. Regan was no stranger to killing. Hell, her and death were on a first name basis. Where do you think Zetsumei came from?

Her rage past, Regan begins idly tracing his tattoo's while settling her head in the hollow of his shoulder. Might as well get comfortable. It seemed like it was going to be a long night.



"Thinks like this"



Regan

Valar Morghulis




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