East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired 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. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

on his lips a whispered name


Posted on July 12, 2016 by MALEK
East
i hear the footsteps inside of me
There is a slight furrow to the vampire's brows as she begins to explain what the festival is all about. A rather intriguing idea that certain cultures celebrated so many different things and most of the time they were just named differently. Listening to her speak about the festival, he lightens his face at the obvious excitement that is pouring out of her and he can't help but let a real genuine smile flit across his features and letting his hands slide in his pockets to love the woman be for a moment. He suddenly has a feeling she is almost bitter that Chizue was not able to watch the boats race and if he had run into her earlier he would have taken her somewhere where she could appreciate the view, perhaps not closely but with their vision it would not have been an issue.

The woman seemed young in terms of vampiric age and she had been turned far too young as well. She did not get to experience much of her life as human, however there was much to experience as a vampire. Dropping his shoulders in a relax state, he inspected her momentarily where he hoped that she was not paying attention, his gaze traveling the length of her body, not in a seductive way but in an almost analyzing way. "The dancing dragon?" he mumbles scratching his beard as if he were truly racking his brain for details, he had heard of it once, long, long ago, "No, I don't think I have ever heard of it nor have I seen it," he shrugs his shoulders apologetically, pushing a stray hair behind his ear that had fallen in his face.

Stepping closer, invading her bubble a tad more than necessary, he looks down at her and gives her a lazy grin. Offering his arm in hopes she takes it, he does not dwell on his affinity for long. Malek simply leaves it in place, never increasing nor decreasing, the woman seemed rather shy and sweet, and easily influenced. The vampire didn't want to influence her any more than necessary, he had suddenly decided he would rather just have the company of someone tonight rather than sweeping them off to bed. Again, he was one who had a difficult time upholding his decisions, he was finicky like that and enjoyed the change and surprise of the world. "Chizue," he rolls her name off his tongue like a lover would whisper in your ear, "Would you show me around? This dancing dragon sounds utterly fascinating! And perhaps you could share a bit more of this culture," he suggests warmly.

Waiting for her to take his arm, he glances down the street to watch the brightly colored costumes sashay around them and the vendor booths selling all sorts of different foods and trinkets. And then, there is a feeling he hadn't felt in decades, a feeling with such human emotion it almost makes him take a step back as he glances around the human infested parade; hunger. Not in a sense of blood but a hunger for life to experience such human emotions. Malek has an urge to turn around a leave as a sudden anger rises in the pit of his belly, but instead he squashes quickly, puts on his best smile and turns back to Chizue, eyes settling upon her delicate face.
for raelah, love strells

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