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

Where you invest your love, you invest your life;


Posted on February 09, 2016 by DAREIOS
North




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



The sun is winding down, its orange glow illuminating the dark shutters in Dareios' office in a hazy brown light. He can feel its warmth even from several feet away in the middle of the room. It's a suffocating feeling, as if the sun is sucking all the air out of the room like a vacuum. It's a sensation that's hard to explain to anyone other than a vampire. Dareios knows he can invest in better coverage of the old, stained glass windows in his brownstone to block out of the sun. But he doesn't want to live in a dungeon, though such a place was far more suitable for a creature of his kind. Nevertheless, Dareios deals with it, instinctively retreating to the lower levels of his home at the early morning hours and early evening hours, when the sun's rays were perhaps the strongest and brightest. His cold skin is still crawling, the pesky burning sensation lingering even now as he descends the stairs into the hazy darkness of his basement. Dareios tries not to fixiate on the problems he cannot control (even if he had invested endless amounts of money to somehow, someway, get around the boundaries that define his genetic makeup,) and approach those whom he employs in a more jovial demeanor.

He can hear the chatter of his staff in the workshop. Aaron, his historian, talking with Eric, his restoration carpenter, as they fumble over an ornate chair that dates back to the late 1800s. Dareios can identify it upon first glance. It was so similar to one with a burnt orange fabric that his mother had their sitting room when he was a child. But the vampire doesn't interrupt the men. Instead, he hovers at the bottom most step, smiling to himself as he listens to their conversation. Eventually the three chat over a glass of wine, (Dareios' cellar is located on the same floor) but before long, the two men head home to their families.

Dareios is once again left alone with his work, stacks of paperwork and a list of phone calls to make that wait for him in the same room he vacated several hours before. He avoids it for some time, knowing well that the office still has that soul sucking capacity about it tonight, if not only when the sun was out. So when there is a rapt at his door, Dareios happily welcomes the distraction. He had been fumbling around in his kitchen, toying with the idea of experimenting with a new pasta dish to further evade the more appropriate work waiting for him in his office. But a good meal is lost on him. He can't digest it. And he had no one to cook for tonight. Or did he?

Dareious is pleasantly surprised to Sorcha's frame in his entryway when he opens the door. She seems far more lively than when the two had met last. She seemed rested, and had good wits about her. Whatever it was that had haunted her the day they signed their arrangement, was seemingly behind her. "Sorcha. Come in." The vampire says plainly, a gentle smirk etched across his features. He locks the door into place behind her. "To what do I owe the pleasure? We don't have a meeting that I've forgotten about?" He knew they didn't. Dareios was far too precise to have ever missed a scheduled get together because of aloofness. Nevertheness, the vampire is delighted for her company.


Dareios | Vampire | Vinyl


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