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

ice, ice baby


Posted on September 13, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
North
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It is perhaps the first time he had ever truly had clothes thrown at him, the shirt and pants caught easily as the violet of his gaze examines them rather critically a moment before abruptly tossing the sweatshirt back towards her, moving to pull only the pants on leaving himself bare chested all the same.

"I do not feel temperature, you can keep your shirt, you will get cold well before I do."

It was the truth, entirely, his abilities preventing any real need for him to utilise clothing for anything other than the constraints of society, head tilted downward once more to eye the pants all the same with marked distaste, having put them on simply to stop the poor girl from blushing so shamelessly as she did- even despite the amusement he took from it. Her mention of the riding crop in response to his question sees his own attention turn to her hands, watching her move it about between her fingers, eyes narrowed slightly upon it all the same. It had been years, truthfully, since anyone had ever sought to strike him with such a thing and yet, while agitating, it had at least proven that this girl was hardly the pushover she appeared. Her words however, are met with a decided shrug.

"There are riding stables here, in the South, how did you know I simply wasn't from there? How did you know you weren't injuring priceless breeding stock?"

He chuckles again, quite content to imply that he was rather then stud when he chose to be, teasing at her again if only because it was simply so easy to do so- arms folding across his chest now as the girl proceeded to mount her horse once more, content to scowl down at him. Humans were such an odd species- perhaps he should have expected no different. Her words once more, seeming tainted with frustration, or perhaps simple confusion it truly was hard to tell, she could hardly be blamed really, the poor girl had surely had quite the night.

"Well then, I should hate to keep you any longer. Can you manage to get yourself home from here on that animal, or do you need me to walk you home? It would be....unfortunate if you fell off again."
He hardly cares truly, which she might choose, simply inquiring as to whether she could actually make it home with hr injury else she needed some sort of assistance to get there. See? He's not all bad now is he?




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