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

Where you invest your love, you invest your life;


Posted on December 16, 2015 by DAREIOS
East



It's not the long walk home that will change this heart,
But the welcome I receive at the restart.



This place, this bar, was usually his hiding place, for a lack of a better term. He disappeared into its hazy depths after a long night in his home office, slinking into a red leather-cushioned barstool at the dimly lit bartop and drank his wine. He listened to the the music and he chatted with the other regulars, many of whom didn't know who or what he was. He liked that about this place. He could be invisible. Nevertheless, Dareios welcomed the company of any who proved to be friendly enough.

He was seated upon the cushioned barstool, eyes squinting into the screen of his iPhone when someone took up a seat next to him. There a soft thumb scrolled through the seemingly endless list of contacts, names of former lovers and dates, vampires living in this city and a variety of other exotic locales, and current and former business partners and vendors, zipping by underneath the glaring light of the screen. He had no one to call. Unless he wanted to keep working tonight. So when the blond-haired boy speaks, Darios looks over, welcoming the conversation. Until he realizes who he is. The vampire cocks his head to the left, dark eyes meeting those that belonged to the thin, familiar man next to him. He scoffed quietly, flashing a lopsided grin in an awkward attempt to be friendly and less coy.

"Frost, right? You've got that money you owe me?" He says in a playful manner, extending a hand in a simple gesture of recognition and good faith. But the were-boy keeps talking, and Dareios doesn't care much for his tone. He wouldn't be the first supernatural to have followed him home, taken note of his significant wealth, and threatened him for money. He could so easily take this little boy outside and end him. Dareios didn't care so much for the blood of supernaturals -- shifters especially. There was a layer of filth to their blood that didn't sit so well in his stomach, but he could be coerced, if he felt he needed to prove a point. So instead Dareios chooses to ignore him from some time, his hands clasped delicately around the stem of his wine glass. When the bartender makes the rounds, he signals for another glass. When he looks to Frost for an order, Dareios intervenes. "None for him. He isn't old enough to be in here, let alone drink."

These creatures of the night characters always thought they were so sharp, so quick-witted. So Darios dressed nicely. He dressed in a way that demanded respect. It was something some of these nightcrawlers could learn a thing or two about. But Dareios assumes Frost has no idea what goes on in an opera. But when he asks about his business, an eyebrow raises, and he shoots the were-horse a terse glare. "You in the market for a vintage armoire?" He asks, reaching inside his breast pocket and flicking a business card his way. It read his full name, Dareios Auerbach, his home address in Anacosta Heights, and the title "antiques dealer." This was all information the vampire assumed Frost already knew about him. But he'd have to try a litter harder if he wanted Dareios to play ball.


Dareios | Vampire | Vinyl

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