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

My own Form of CHAOS


Posted on November 05, 2019 by Damon Marcello
East


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He could tell the idleness was killing her. Her doctor insisted that Isolt do as little as possible in the next coming weeks before the baby's arrival and though he was more nervous than he could remember, he also hated to see his beautiful wife so miserable. He tried to keep her occupied with paperwork from the pub and such, anything to keep her mind sharp and her hands busy, but still she struggled. She had too much time on her hands, so when she asked to come with him to Red on the Water, he finally gave in with a sigh of defeat. At least, she would be under his strict supervision, to which he had no problem conveying to her in as serious a tone as he could muster. Once they got there, she was all business, hardly distracted by the giant swell of her own belly as everyone else seemed to be. She ambled around and gave orders and checked inventory.

Damon eyed her through all this, giving sharp glances when he got questioning looks and even sharper ones when his wife tried to grab a bottle off a high shelf. The bar tender being glared at was thankfully quick enough to grab a stool and get the bottle down herself to hand to Isolt. Next thing he knew, she was walking downstairs to the basement with one of their more trusted employees. Damon wasn't so good with the names like Isolt was but he knew enough that Jason wouldn't dare to overstep a line. He continued his own project upstairs, figuring she would want the space to feel like a boss again in this setting. He'd been hovering more and more recently and he knew it would grate on her nerves. But when Jason came bounding up the stairs with a look of horror on his face, Damon knew right away that something was wrong. "Isolt." He whispered the name like a prayer as he bounded down the steps, taking them three at a time to reach her that much faster.

Glancing at the ground, he cursed under his breath, stepping to her to take her hands. She looked frozen, scared. That just wouldn't do, not while he was here. "It'll be okay, my love. I've got you." He whispered like a solumn vow before he moved to gently scoop her up in his arms and bound back up the stairs. He didn't care that he was getting soaked or that most of the staff stared in shock as they raced past. All he cared around was getting Isolt through this in one piece. He gingerly placed her in the car and headed toward her doctor's office, knowing they would be the best prepared for this, though he wasn't sure anyone could rightly be prepared for a vampire giving birth. He called the doctor on the way, letting her know what was going on and he was thankful for the frantic noises in the background that let him know they were well aware of the situation.

When he hung up, he reached back over to reach for Isolt's hand. He brought it to his lips in a soft kiss. "I'm right here, mi amore. It's going to be alright." He even bothered to drive slower than his normal, all too aware of the fragile cargo. While him and Isolt could take a bang, he didn't know enough about the child within her to chance it. Everything else seemed to go in a blur. When they pulled up to the hospital, he shook his head at the wheelchair they brought out and raced around to her side to once more gently pick her up and carry her inside. He rained kisses on her face in encouragement, only putting her down when he was directed to a room with a bed. He reached for her hand, wanting to give her something to squeeze as hard as she needed to as he looked to the doctor. "So, doc, what's next?"


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