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What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Amelia Marek
Andras Stein
Boone Kendrick
Damon Marcello
Dareios Auerbach
Dorian Ellington-Aragona
Isolt Marcello
Kohl Jones
Ragnar Lothbrok
Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Abigail Hughes
Beylani Rose
Gia Jones
Raylin Chike

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

Anastasia Romanova
Bjorn Larsen
Davante Dorian
Leila Van Acker
Mayuza Gracefell
Miyako Aiken
Morgan Van Acker
Quinton Van Acker
Ren Nomura
Serafina Dubois

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

Alekai Evero
Alistair Rosenthal
Audette Rousseau
Ben Collins
Carolina Bedford
Claire Grace
Emerson Navarro
Harper Thomson
Kenji Onimaru
Malakai Kanaita
Sterling Tenembrage
Sylvester Veres

Tearing love apart


Posted on August 01, 2014 by Felicity Stryker
Residences


New was an understatement to describe the girl known as Felicity here. All her life a rural farm culture drove her family, regards to a home style that was loosely based off of someone's idea of a true ranch. She grew up as a child waking early and feeding the livestock, milking the cows, preparing the readied animals for slaughter, all of it was entitled to the truth that they kept tucked away beneath their soulful sheets. As deer, the nearby forest was a sacred place of sanctuary when anywhere else in their forced timed they would have stood out oddly. She had been of particular intrigue to her home and small community, where most were so plain jane in their forest hues she stood out, an anomaly, pale as cream with startling deep night blue eyes. For this she assumed her mind was not meant to follow their ways, a 'herd' of noble cause to keep their heads down and safety at their front doorstep no matter the cost. Sure, Weres were well known to them, wolves and bears particularly in her part of the world, but then it made sense for them to be there...the world they lived in was considered safe as well, it was a sanctuary where those types were well known to inhabit the acres. She hadn't belonged, but in that perhaps she was lucky, she didn't follow - she stood out, she was very good at that.

She wasn't afraid, that in itself for the likes of her was not necessarily a good thing.

As such, when he didn't back down right away she wasn't surprised or concerned with it, thoughts whirring behind those lavish human eyes of his distantly, vaguely almost though with a ferocity that matched his underlying persona. He moves only just, imparting a strange formality as he takes on parts of his other half before tuning his serious expression into something more mischievous. She ponders for a moment over this ability he had, wondering if she should pine over the want for it or just be in marvel of it, in the end deciding a girl with deer's ears and a small fluffy tail wasn't worth the want. He speaks, a question, she smiles imparting a softer mood to it as she nods slowly, tilting back a little as she watches him in waiting for the rest of her request to be shaken or taken in. His focus still set on the chicken she almost questions whether to just give it to him, given his state between shapes perhaps he wouldn't be effected by the normal stuff chicken caused in people, almost giving into the notion before his statement catches her and she responds with a small sound under her breath, shaking her head along with it.

"You aren't allowed? How about this, here you are, I give you permission to sit on my couch."

She states this a little calmer, a little smoother, providing an upturned hand towards the furniture, whether he took it or not then was up to him but at the same time she couldn't be sure if she was stepping on someone else's toes. Her family was quite reclusive yet there had been rumors, tales told to them that other shifting sorts were accustomed to different ways of going about things. When he gives his name it is sudden, short, a quipped one syllable word that titled him and gave her something to go with the face before he turned and settled on the floor, this being fine by her then and decidedly a welcome step forward. Taking up the chicken again she turns toward the kitchen, though pauses as she trains on him again for just a moment.

"Nice to meet you Tobi, I'm Felicity, you can call me Fae if you want though."

She wasn't really sure where the nickname came from really, she figured perhaps from her family as they thought of her more of the fairy sort for her shifting shape and its strange, mystical manner. It could have just been some honky tonk thing too she figured, but she preferred the other idea better. Turning to the kitchen she began to prepare the chicken, hastily with a sense of purpose to feed him quickly and sedate whatever lurked in hiding that might eventually pick out what she was. She had learned so many techniques to prepare this sort of thing, raising chicken for their own consumption was a regular thing oddly enough, no they were not vegetarians or anything, it was understood...the whole cycle of life, in their human shapes it was wildly accepted. Of course, no deer ever killed another animal, that was something they also accepted, at least not for eating purposes. From the fridge she pulled her stock, a zip-loc bag of a aromatic concoction that was quickly poured out into a pot on the stove. Each leg was placed into this, knowing for the size of the pot it would all be done sooner this way than by cooking it up in the oven. Here and there she looked to him, as the pot boiled she watched him touching and pressing things with an obvious air of lost knowledge about him, concern filling her and a little bit of sympathy as she hurried along and wished the stock would boil a little faster. As she pulled up a leg to check it there suddenly came a loud crash, sudden enough to make her drop the chicken back in and rush in to find out what was happening. Pointedly she looks to her furniture, now knocked over with all of its contents in shambles while Tobi was a short distance off of it, the guilt there weakly hidden by his attempt to tuck away what he had done under an explanation. She didn't ask, only sighed slightly before walking toward him, reaching for a hand perhaps only to direct him to the sofa or wherever he decided to seat himself when he got there.

Remaining quiet she returned to the kitchen and pulled the chicken, hot and rich with the stock made with roasted chicken grease made a few days prior to her arrival and various seasonings to make it perfect, plucking up his bowl and placing it all into it. Turning back she retreated from the kitchen with as much haste as there was in preparing the food, sitting down before him and placing the dish on the floor before crossing her legs and waiting. She hadn't had company here yet, well hadn't had long enough to consider inviting company anyways, and prior she hadn't socialized at all between moving from home to here. To her, Tobi was a welcome intrigue to fill her time a little on moving day.

"Let me know if you need anything else."

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