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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

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Posted on August 03, 2014 by Felicity Stryker
Residences


Idle or simple were words that simply evaded the lives of ones like them. They were always on the go, always busy, and nothing was ever anything less than extraordinary. There were things that humans ignored, or weren't aware of, creations that were beyond the great 'god' and his ability, people that were animals or demons or perhaps simply un-dead. She hadn't crossed many that were different from her own yet she was well learned, well acknowledged in the strangeness of reality, somehow it both humbled and frightened her sometimes. Why? It made each and every one so insignificant and more lacking in knowledge no matter how educated; then again, that was true with normal life as well. She passes over all his strange distastes, looks on as he pulls away to avoid her touch and in response offers his explanation that only fed her curiosities more. He wondered if he were tortured in some way and appalled the idea of something like him, someone rather, would ever allow such disheartening things to happen. It turned her stomach really, yet that was what her herds had expected. Polygamist, traditional, her father had been one to many and her sisters, half and whole, had been numerous. She had been expected to follow time and again when she came of age, the discussions of marriage and doing what was right for their household simply routine that she learned to avoid. When she left it had been by forced choice, surprisingly they didn't seem to bothered by it though. In fact, they welcomed the absence of their Fae, the reason beyond her to understand.

She always assumed it was the nonconformity, that perhaps she was just a cancer to them eager to spread.

As he sits on the couch she smiles, almost in established victory subdued only by the seriousness of the underlying tones that came with his simply being there. He comments, she chuckles, imagining that perhaps giving him permission would destroy the couch eventually and almost envisioning him erect and stretched at an odd angle ripping those large hooked claws deep into the surface. Of course, she didn't really mind it, it was an old piece of furniture and its destruction would mean she would require a new one, but she took his word for it and believed he wouldn't do it deliberately. Taking up the meal he reacts as something not tame would, insecure as he shifts away and takes up large portions with every intention to eat as quickly as possible. She observed it all perhaps too intrigued by it all, suckling at the meat and taking down bone in large crunches before it all slides effortlessly down his throat, a feat she could never do herself. Then he asks and at once she is set back to thinking again for herself, rolling back just a little as she comes up with something of a decent response.

"I do not have one."

Honesty was the best policy, though in it still she failed to remedy the notion. There were packs, yes, but these were predatory as hers was not they considered themselves a herd. Knowing what he was, well, she wasn't as keen to give him much of a reason to see her as anything but a girl then. She had been there before in the wake of a realization, the wolf chased the deer, it was the natural order but a sorry one at that. She hated the chase sometimes, well more than just sometimes, and just as she was getting to know a little about this Tobi she didn't want it to sour that quickly. The last of the chicken devoured his attention seems more readily with her, more defined, and as such he provides a sudden action that sets her a little more on edge than before. He approaches, intrudes on his own and kneels, keeping her reactions minimal she simply does what she does best. He pauses there and the heat was obvious, his emotions vacant slightly remedying that strange sense one got with such mannerisms, the brush of the clean softness in his tail pulling her apart for a moment before she quickly rectifies herself with a shudder. He asks his next question and it is a fatal one, at least for her, as a question from her to him of similar ideals might not be so futile than one who wasn't willing to give up that she was something to be hunted. Eyes averting she stands abruptly, placing herself between him and the front door and reaching for her keys. She knew this, a defense of her own accord, placing one of her longer keys between her left middle and ring finger prepared to jab should things go sour. He had been honest in his short responses so far, but it didn't necessarily beg for her to give something so intimate up so quickly. She keeps her hand out of sight for now not wanting to excite some reaction, standing as steady and stern as she had before, providing a presence of self assurance.

"Will you hurt me if I tell you Tobi?"

It never hurt to ask that first, right? Of course, in the end, he could say no and do it anyways...she only hoped he wouldn't.

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