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

you can tell the world you never was my girl [OPEN]


Posted on February 26, 2019 by henry tudor
East



After leaving the apartment he shared with Sterling, Henry wasn't quite ready to go back to the Ark. He had meant for tonight to be romantic and perfect. He wanted to tell Sterling how much he loved him and how much he wanted their relationship to take off so perfectly. He'd made a lot of mistakes in the past, but he was trying to correct them, to start their relationship again on a new foot. However, his plan had backfired. What he had hoped would be a romantic evening had turned into one full of anger, hurt, and distrust. While he couldn't blame Sterling, he had wanted to talk things through -unfortunately, Sterling was completely unwilling.

So as he left the apartment, he went to the most logical place: The bar. He slid into the barstool and sighed as he looked up at the bartender. "Shots. I need lots of shots." The bartender simply nodded as he brought out the first shot. Whiskey, his favorite. He quickly threw that one back, feeling the burn down the back of his throat. He finished it off with a sigh as he slammed the shot glass down on the counter.

The next shot was some sort of mix of tequila? Bourbon? He had no fucking idea what was in it, but he threw that one back anyway. It burned more than the last, but Henry didn't care. When he was finished, he looked up at the bartender. "Better just sell me the bottle of whiskey." At first the man was hesitant, but he could see that Henry had a rough night thus far and he was looking for any way to drown out the hurt and pain he was feeling.

After he was good and tipsy, he looked to the person who sat down next to him. "Know of any good dealers?" He needed some coke. He wanted to tell himself that he would never do drugs again, but Henry was feeling at an all time low. Hell, he didn't even care if the person next to him was a cop. He just wanted something to ease the pain he felt in his heart.




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