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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.

Ain't life just awful strange192.206.23.249Posted On June 05, 2017 at 9:18 AM by Gia Jones

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



It isn't often that Buffy finds herself so far south of the city limits. The suburbs of Sacrosanct were still riddled with supernaturals, but they tended to be, well, more boring than the drudge types that dwelled within the confines of the skyscrapers and warehouses. Dupont Circle was about as suburban as Buffy gets. Which in itself, is a bit comical because for most of her adolescent life, she couldn't wait to get the hell out of that neighborhood. But here she is, a damned adult, and still living at the same address she grew up at. Even if she wasn't technically living in the same home. But nevertheless, she found herself roaming the suburbs tonight.

The dark hunter had heard rumblings recently of some kind of supernatural group forming. A half-assed co-op of vigilantes looking for justice, or something of the sort. The idea was silly but affable, and when one of her shifter sources first told her about it, she snorted and laughed and rolled her eyes, in typical Buffy fashion. But the whispers kept coming. Utlagi or something equally incomprehensible? Either way, enough people seemed to know about in Sacrosanct that Buffy felt compelled to check it out for herself.

Maybe she was getting soft. Or just maybe the crotchety, stressed out and chronically anxious dark hunter was actually changing for the better. It started with Arlo, that relatively harmless and mostly friendly vampire who ate his own kind. And then there was Sebastian, a vampire Buffy found herself thinking about lot these days. Her gut always churned tight when she revisited recent memories of the last run in. But these two figures had helped reshape the way Buffy saw supernaturals, especially vampires. Perhaps they all weren't inherently evil, as her past had led her to believe. Perhaps there was some use in working with the ones that wanted to be helpful instead of destructive. Perhaps this newfound latchkey group could be beneficial to her and her endless quest to end the assholes, too. And if not, Buffy wouldn't mind squashing whatever illegal or potentially violent group before it got off the ground in the city.

She strolled through Hyde Park casually around midnight, the shine from the full moon overhead lighting her way when she veered off the lamp post-lit sidewalks and into the cool and wet grass. She followed the sounds of cracking twigs and the smell of animals until she spotted two large feline-like shapes hovering in the distance. And then one talked. A smirk twitched at the corners of her lips -- it was something that still excited her -- seeing an animal talk, even though she'd dealt with many a shifter by now. Buffy didn't immediately make herself known, but figured they'd sniff her out eventually, and hovered quietly against an aging oak tree.

GIA BUFFY JONES



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