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

I'm searching for something that I can't reach


Posted on December 29, 2016 by Johnathan Blake Holmes
East




Sad eyes, mouth full of white lies




Blake had found an aged book to thumb through as he sat there, drink sitting untouched on the table so that the art remained as perfect as when the barista completed their work. His attention was solely focused on the book in his hands, eyes flitting over the pages searching for words that he recognized. It was in a foreign language, one that he was like 70% sure was French, though maybe it was another European language since he was actually rather horrible with foreign languages. He had never really learned them when younger so he was obviously at a severe disadvantage when it came to deciphering the text in front of him. Needless to say, he did not notice when he was no longer alone in his little corner until he heard a little chirp from a friendly voice.

"Okami? Isn't that the fox from a video game?" He queried, caught off-guard by the speaker's statement and unable to formulate any decent thoughts. Truthfully, he hadn't even looked too closely at what was in his cup. Pardon him, dear, his uncultured self was just going to stumble through this meeting like he had last time. Of course, that being said, when he shifted his attention from latte art to speaker, Chizue was fast to receive the infamous Holmes grin that spread ear to ear.

"Hey! I know you, stranger!" Blake exclaimed with his usual exuberance, starting to move to get up and greet her then electing not hold back for once. They had met like once, she may not want him to embrace her in greeting so abruptly like some of his other friends. "Chizue, how have you been? You look great! I didn't know you came here â€" How often do you come? This is my first time but I don't think it'll be my last." He rattled off rapidly, eyes dancing with glee at having a companion to share coffee with this evening. In his rambling, he had shifted forward to the edge of his seat to be closer, elbows on his knees as he leaned closer. It would be safe to say that Blake was not too concerned with personal space and that, had they been seated closer, he most certainly would have invaded some of hers by now. Sometimes he resembled more of an excited puppy than an adult man. Hopefully his enthusiasm wouldn't simply overwhelm his quiet acquaintance and run her off.





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