Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
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.
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.
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'.
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.
She had to do something. She couldn't just watch him mope, so she did the only thing she could think of that would cheer her up if she was in his place. She offered him food. He took it and she smirked, glad that he would at least indulge her. He seemed so distracted but she wanted to be a little selfish tonight and gain his attention however she could. He told her that Tet made him and she raised a brow. "So I was right." She had to say it out loud. She wans't too good at filtering her thoughts anyway but she had been wondering if they were either related or one had created the other but neither had admitted it till now. He said he didn't know what his role in the pack was and she tilted her head, listening. She almost felt bad for him. Everyone wanted their use, their purpose. But she was one of those who went out and told others what she wanted to be, what she wanted to do. But he said he didn't want to piss anyone off and she snorted. "Come on, you're a big blood thirsty panther, right? They should worry about pissing you off." She snickered, giving him a grin but her face sobered and for a minute, she almost looked sad. "So you would stop talking to me just because you're told to?" Her eyes searched his face for answers, wishing to see something other than the unsure attitude he was putting on. There had to be more to Henry than that. He seemed almost relaxed after putting that stuff up his nose but she didn't see how. Surely putting something up your nose must be painful so why would you get relaxed? She was befuddled. She shook her head when he asked if she knew how to work a microwave and he stood up but paused, like something was wrong. She scowled at him. "Everything okay?" But then he was putting the food in the microwave, giving her step by step directions. She nodded along until the last few words. Then her head tilted. "What's foil?" She paid attention to what button he pointed out and she grinned in excitement as she leaned in to hit it. The minute the light came on and the microwave started making noise, she jumped with a gasp of surprise which quickly turned to an "ahhhh" as she leaned in to watch the fries spin. He told her to check the temperature when they were done and she scowled again. "How do I know when they're done?" By then the microwave dinged and she jumped again and snapped around to look at it. She glared at first like it was going to attack. Then she glanced at Henry. "Does that mean it's done?" She got distracted thinking about the cocaine and poked him in the nose, giggling at him. He told her never to use cocaine and she wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "Don't worry. I won't. It doesn't look very fun." She smirked and was about to turn back to figure out how to open the microwave door but then something odd happened. He stepped closer with a new look in his eyes and then he was leaning in. She raised her brows, about to ask what was up then before she knew it, his lips were pressed to hers. Her eyes popped open her hands coming up to push on his chest, ready to shove him back but she froze. She didn't know how to react to this. Did she like it? Did she not like it? It was probably the first time in her life that she'd ever not acted on pure instinct. But the minute he pulled back, she knew she needed answers. "What the hell was that about?" Then she giggled, the effects of the alcohol still working its way out of her system. She poked him in the chest playfully. "You know you were just totally my first kiss." |