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
it's a typical story where the bassists kills the singer
Posted on June 01, 2020 by Taliah
It was not lost on her, the way Tetradore accepts the loaf of bread with perhaps a touch of satisfaction in his gaze. Though, she doesn't react simply because there were far too many other emotions swirling through her mind. Locking the door, her gaze follows the Were King as he gestures to an absurdly... fancy car sitting in front of her bakery. She was not one to own expensive items, nor was she judgmental of such things and yet, the expensive vehicle seemed almost surprising but also fitting somehow. She pauses for a moment, slipping her keys into her pocket as her brows arch delicately in the direction of the car, though she doesn't hesitate when he gestures for her to get in. Tanned fingers grip the handle as she opens the door, the woman sliding into the low seat. She closes the door softly as her eyes glance over the interior of it, perhaps admiring it a bit.
It was the first time she had been inside something so... nice.
The vehicle roars to life, causing Taliah to shift in her seat, not uncomfortably but to simply readjust herself as Tetradore speeds down the empty streets, her hands falling limply in her lap as she begins to fire off questions she's certain he won't have an answer to. As if on queue, he responds and they are left in silence for a moment, the Brazilian woman glancing out the window to the buildings rushing past. Hope truly was a dangerous thing - a part of her believed her long lost sister to be dead and yet, there was still a small part of her that knew she was alive. In what condition, Taliah didn't know and even if she found her, what could she possibly do to help? Questions she had since pushed away seemed to turn into a tidal wave as they rush through her mind, all the what ifs far from being helpful.
Taking a quiet breath, she releases it silently through her lips letting things go, it wouldn't help to dwell on questions she was certain there was no answer to. She's almost startled at the stopping of the vehicle, her eyes turning to Tetradore across from her. When he turns the car off, the silence intensifies for the briefest of moments before he speaks again. She can't help the slight frown the etches into her lips, her brows pulling into a scrunch as she looks at him. What he was suggesting was not unreasonable by any means, it wasn't as if he knew that Taliah was weakened after her shift and she was almost certain he didn't know what her other half even was. Not that she minded explaining at yet, she can't help but glance outside, her snake form would not do well in this weather she was certain. Still, she couldn't be walking around next to his shifted form either, it would only draw more attention.
Sighing quietly, she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she turns back to him, "That might be a problem for me," she admits finally, though there is hardly any embarrassment in her words as she watches him, "Shifting is... very hard for me. It leaves me weak for an hour or so after the shift - tired enough it's hard to move," she explains as she looks outside once more, the dark storm clouds promising chilly weather outside the vehicle, "And I'm a cold blooded shifter, I can't stay in the cold very long without my temperature falling dangerously low. Any suggestions?" She asks with her quiet voice. Despite the weather, she was curious at who was being held inside the warehouse. Could it be her sister? Taliah would brave the danger to arrive there and to investigate, whether or not it would prove to be worth it remained to be seen.
It was the first time she had been inside something so... nice.
The vehicle roars to life, causing Taliah to shift in her seat, not uncomfortably but to simply readjust herself as Tetradore speeds down the empty streets, her hands falling limply in her lap as she begins to fire off questions she's certain he won't have an answer to. As if on queue, he responds and they are left in silence for a moment, the Brazilian woman glancing out the window to the buildings rushing past. Hope truly was a dangerous thing - a part of her believed her long lost sister to be dead and yet, there was still a small part of her that knew she was alive. In what condition, Taliah didn't know and even if she found her, what could she possibly do to help? Questions she had since pushed away seemed to turn into a tidal wave as they rush through her mind, all the what ifs far from being helpful.
Taking a quiet breath, she releases it silently through her lips letting things go, it wouldn't help to dwell on questions she was certain there was no answer to. She's almost startled at the stopping of the vehicle, her eyes turning to Tetradore across from her. When he turns the car off, the silence intensifies for the briefest of moments before he speaks again. She can't help the slight frown the etches into her lips, her brows pulling into a scrunch as she looks at him. What he was suggesting was not unreasonable by any means, it wasn't as if he knew that Taliah was weakened after her shift and she was almost certain he didn't know what her other half even was. Not that she minded explaining at yet, she can't help but glance outside, her snake form would not do well in this weather she was certain. Still, she couldn't be walking around next to his shifted form either, it would only draw more attention.
Sighing quietly, she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she turns back to him, "That might be a problem for me," she admits finally, though there is hardly any embarrassment in her words as she watches him, "Shifting is... very hard for me. It leaves me weak for an hour or so after the shift - tired enough it's hard to move," she explains as she looks outside once more, the dark storm clouds promising chilly weather outside the vehicle, "And I'm a cold blooded shifter, I can't stay in the cold very long without my temperature falling dangerously low. Any suggestions?" She asks with her quiet voice. Despite the weather, she was curious at who was being held inside the warehouse. Could it be her sister? Taliah would brave the danger to arrive there and to investigate, whether or not it would prove to be worth it remained to be seen.
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