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

too wild for you


Posted on May 14, 2018 by Malia Tate
East


She knew there were others out there, other supernaturals. Not that she even had a preference. She probably wouldn't mind flirting with a human as long as she got to know them first. As long as they weren't an asshole or someone who put clothes on dogs, then maybe she wouldn't mind. She wasn't looking for a one night stand or even a fling. She was looking for companionship, even if its just a friend to talk to, someone she could vent to, someone who wasn't already a part of her crazy world. She didn't care at this point about their gender, age, species, or sexuality. She just wanted someone to talk to. This wasn't really the best place for talking but she needed to loosen up and dancing would do that for her. A lot of people were already having their own form of conversation; they were just using their bodies to do the talking. Maybe she could learn how to do that too.

There were people of all sorts here tonight. She could smell other Were's and even some of the death that Frost had told her about that meant vampires were near. They had to be the ones giving her the look that meant one false move and she was dead. Oooh, she was so scared....not. She snorted and turned away, flicking her hair over her shoulder. There were plenty of good lookers in the crowd tonight. Men in tight shirts and tight pants. Women in tiny little dresses. She swore she could see some thongs and underwear poking out. Even a few bras. She raised a brow and someone cleared his throat behind her. She turned her head. Oh yeah, the bartender hadn't forgotten her yet. "Some time tonight, lady. I got other customers." He scolded. She sighed. "One second." She went back to digging in her purse, knowing she wouldn't find anything. What would it take to get him to look elsewhere?

She didn't notice someone sitting down beside her but when the smooth voice spoke, her head whipped around, eyes going wide at the sight before her. She licked her lips without thinking before biting down on her bottom lip, her gaze moving up and down the figure before her. She'd never seen someone dressed like that before. In the city, boys dressed in suits or skinny jeans and muscle shirts, something party-worthy. This boy was dressed like he just got done working on a farm or something. But damn, did it suit him well. The plaid shirt brought out the natural tan on his skin and lean arms came out of the sleeves with muscled calloused hands. The jeans looked good but she bet they looked even better when he stood up. She remembered to smile somewhere along the way, leaning on the bar as she brushed hair behind her ear.

"Thank you, kind sir. But I have a question." She dropped her voice to a whisper. "Who's the second drink on?" She smirked, quirking a brow as she waited for his answer, bringing the drink up to take a sip.



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