North

Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.

What You'll Find Here

Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery

i'm unstoppable


Posted on October 03, 2019 by emerson navarro
North


Fear. It was an interesting noun that meant different things to different people. Fear was something that was learned, taught by generations to the next in order to preserve life. They always say a healthy fear of things is a good thing, that it protects the lives of those who have it. And yet, sometimes, fear can be seen as a weakness where society tries to poke fun at and humiliate those who admit to having it. For instance, the fear of sharks. A healthy fear of sharks keeps idiots from messing with the animal and losing a life, so being afraid of sharks in turn makes you somewhat more aware of the dangers that lay ahead. It was healthy to be afraid of something that could kill you. Then again, the fear of clowns poses no purpose unless a clown is chasing you with a chainsaw (that is a story for another day). There is no real need to fear clowns, but it is something that people tend to make fun of.

Did Emmy have a healthy fear of the motorcycle? Yes. Motorcycle accidents kill more riders than any other form of motor vehicle. Perhaps it was because those that owned them do not fully understand or fear what might happen to them. They drive recklessly and that is how accidents occur. Yes, Emmy is afraid of getting into an accident on the motorcycle. But the way that Marcelo was already taunting her, she was not about to agree to the fear. After all, she would end this date quite promptly if he only made fun of her. That wasn't her idea of a good time at all.

She waited patiently as he adjusted the straps on her helmet, making sure it was good and secure. But when he placed his hands on either side of the helmet, his eyes meeting hers, she narrowed them. He was not being very kind to someone who he just met. "You don't know the sort of life I have lived...fun was only a luxury I looked at from afar." She doesn't really know how to have fun, at least not any more. Being homeless, worrying about where your next meal will come, it all tends to be a sort of damper on any sort of mood. Fun was something she hadn't had since before she was cast out on her own.

As they get settled on the bike and take off through Sacrosanct, Emmy holds on tightly to Marcelo's waist. It takes her a little time to get used to the feel of the bike as he swerves through cars. The swaying making her feel as though she was going to fall off. But considering he was picking on her for her lack of fun, she tried not to say anything and instead just tried to enjoy the ride.

She hears his question and she can only nod in response, even though she knows he cant' see it. "I'm fine." She would just keep her answers short and too the point and maybe it wouldn't offer him any sort of fuel for his insults.

She hears him speak about an open breeze and before she can protest, the bike charges forward and she grips onto him tighter to maintain her balance. The city begins to fade into open road and while she's trying her best to enjoy herself, she cannot help but pray that she makes it back home in one piece.



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