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

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Barista Alexis Wilde

Red on the Water

Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone's throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flair befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city's most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Marcello

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

living like we're renegades


Posted on April 03, 2018 by Carolina Grace Bedford
East
Carolina Grace Bedford

She is his opposite when it comes to their regards to fate, he so familiar with the ties that bound them all and led them to their destinations, while she chose to believe she had some choice in the matter. It meant she had to take ownership of the many mistakes she had made, sure, but perhaps one day if she managed to find some piece of happiness or even contentment then she could claim ownership of that too. If she had his abilities it might have not been so clear cut in the girl's head, but until she had reason to believe otherwise she would stick with what she knew. Still his charming grin and delicious accent made the notion more favorable in the current situation, and she felt no need to object to the suggestion that there was more at work here than just the two of them, as much of a lie though it may be. "I do so hate to be rude." Her soft voice attempted to dance sardonically in reply, the thickness of her southern accent perhaps twanging more than was typical as wayward thoughts of her upbringing dared attempt to surface.

Happy to let them fade away however she can't help but feel the pressure of his gaze upon her, fighting the urge to shrink beneath it unless he were to uncover something she was not sure she wanted him to see. She is a different creature than she was the last time they had met, the world having many harsh lessons to teach a young woman who stepped too far out into it unprepared as she had been. And while the tempting possibility of losing herself in him was all too real she held herself back still. The way her name seemed to roll off his lips however was near enough to break her resolve, not enough to tear down the walls she had so recently erected but perhaps allow her to slip outside of them if only for a little while. "If only, Sebastian, if only..." She murmured her response quietly, unsure if he would hear it or not amongst the din of the city nightlife and yet the soft smile that pulled at her lips would me information enough for him. Still she refrains, even as she has watched him move closer with veiled wariness behind her hazel eyes. Too much has happened, too many new reasons for her to be more cautious than ever which had her thoughts pulled from the haze that Sebastian's presence could so easily bring and pulling her attention to the dark figures behind him.

It was only a momentary distraction, their presence so quickly explained and brushed off all in one smooth motion that she was sure only the suave vampire could have pulled off so flawlessly. It left her with many questions, and yet they all died on her lips with the sudden appearance of his hand before her. Her reaction to it is both abrupt and instinctual, momentarily breaking her concentration as her pale eyes sought to refocus on him, pulling herself from the recent memories that threatened to ruin it all. There was little doubt in her mind that he had noticed her reaction, and yet that he chooses not to mention it only pulls her deeper into the game they seem to so easily play. A game of half-truths which allowed them to pretend if only for a little while that things weren't the way they are. An escape.

The cool reassurance she finds in his gaze, the calm encouragement in the smile that dances so easily across his lips, but mostly the way that hand hung so patiently in the air between them had her moving toward him once more. As her long fingers entertained around his she pushes away how different it was from the rough hands she had felt last, focusing on the delicious difference in their temperatures and the playful lilt of his voice as he was more than willing to lead her down the dark streets with ease. She paid little attention to where they are going, her mind remaining focused on the gentle grip he held on her, watching the way he scanned their surroundings with such familiarity, and telling herself that a night of forgetting would be good for her.

Not until they came to a pause in front of a building did her gaze shift to their surroundings, their entrance swift and easy with no questions asked, and then they were within the soft darkness of the club's interior. It was one she had not been to before during her time in the city, but no different than most. The dimly lit interior perfect for losing oneself in the allure of things better not said under the bright light of day, it allowed you to believe things were different than they are which was perfectly suited for the would-be couple. Her eyes catch the muted lights from overhead as they look back to him, his words almost lost among the noise of others in the room which had her leaning toward him; perhaps that had been the intention all along. Staying close to him she turned to eye the bar, the multitude of options laid out before her as she scanned the various bottles that all promised the same thing. "Whiskey,"she said, turning back to him, leaning in to make sure he heard her clearly, "neat."

She needed a strong drink, and this was one she had grown up on below the bible belt. First taking turns stealing sips from parents liquor cabinets with her friends, and while she had never turned into the cocktail and martini type little could do more to settle her into the sweet forgetfulness of alcohol than bourbon. "And yourself?" Her words were eager, the were more than ready to embrace the appeal of liquor if only to stop second guessing herself and half eyeing the door. Willing as she is to be lost in the embrace of their ever changing game not for the first time she had to wonder if it was the best idea.

long live the pioneers
rebels and mutineers

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