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

Emerance Rosenthal

i came in from the outside, burnt out from a joyride


Posted on March 20, 2022 by malek.
East

malek.

The night time festivities of the city were his favorite. Getting lost in the hustle and bustle of crowds going from one bar to the next. It was easy to get swept away with them, Malek whistling along to a bawdy toon that some drunken men were singing. Though Saint Patrick's Day was days before, the excuse to get drunk still hung in the air. The way the American people would use any excuse to have a party still made Malek grin happily, he preferred the chaos of drunken festivities, it made it easier for him to relax into himself, this side of himself. Swiping a ridiculous looking green hat from a drunkard, he places it atop his own head, the gold buckle wrapped around the monstrosity reflecting the light from the bars. The drunkard staggers around, pointing at Malek and slurring, "That looks sooooo good on you dude!" Malek grins, bowing at the waist before scurrying off. He didn't want to give it back, the vampiric man quite enjoying himself as he finds the crowd outside of another bar.

This one he doesn't merely stand in the crowd, he pushes through the warm bodies, into the bar, music blasting overhead and gyrating bodies practically humping on the floor. He was a sexual man by nature, that very power of his tied directly to other's sexual desires. Though he could hardly turn it off, he could dull it, resulting in people to simply like him, enjoy his company. He made many a friend that way, both in and out of the bedroom. Though tonight he was more interested in interacting with the drunken crowds, hardly caring to take much thought in how the night would end. Malek weaves through the bodies, the vampiric man dressed in an eccentric outfit, the monstrosity of the green hat adorning his head like a crown, a buttoned up Hawaiian shirt, the top two buttons undone and jeans with a hole beginning to form in the right knee. The man was nothing but irregular, so choosing to dress the way he did mostly to piss off his other half who he can feel raging in his mind.

Malek was happy to note that the cage door was firmly in place and no amount of banging on that door would allow him to let his shadow self out.

Sliding into a seat at the bar, a miracle he found one unoccupied, he gives a small wave to the bartender, the young man scurrying over. "I'll have whatever that person is having," he points at a stranger down the bar sipping on some sort of pink drink garnished with fruit and an umbrella. The bartender stares at him for a long moment before giving him a quick nod and setting to work. It takes him under a minute to make the concoction, sliding it to Malek, "I want the umbrella too," he whines pathetically, the bartender gaping at him before grabbing the paper umbrella, popping it open and dropping it in the drink. Malek grins happily, the man far too easy to please as he digs in his breast pocket, removing a credit card and sliding it to the bartender, "You can leave my tab open, handsome," he winks at the young bartender, that very bartender glowering at him before snatching the card and taking it to wherever the workers take them too.

Malek fully suspected an extra charge on that card at some point tonight, clearly the young man didn't enjoy the vampire's advances. What a shame, he was rather cute too. Settling into his chair a bit more comfortably, he swivels around, his head nodding along to the bass that he can literally feel through his body, his foot tapping along to the beat as he sips on his fruity and almost disgustingly sweet drink.

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