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!
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.
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.
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'.
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.
ice, ice baby
Posted on January 23, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
 "Yes, you can close the door." Such a question had momentarily seen the man frown once more, her explanation that followed only further seeming to appeal to his curiosity, although for now he simply remains silent upon the matter. Why the girl believed the bedroom door was such a thrilling entity remained to be seen, his mind already having seized upon the understanding that his newest companion was perhaps...differently advantaged in regards to her upbringing, her mannerisms and wide-eyed curiosity speaking of a naivety and innocence rarely seen these days. A part of him, perhaps, desires to protect this almost child like quality that the woman possess, while another part of him, when far more raw and primarily male is half inclined to exploit such a thing. It is fortunate perhaps, that his desire to ensure her safety is the more pressing facet of his personality. Alpha blood runs thickly in veins of some, overpowering all else within the equine for now, inclined only to assure her ongoing safety- and that she maintained some standard of dress. It is this desire to actually assure the woman had something to wear other then the clothing he had only moments ago ordered her to change out of that saw the man engage upon this unusual act of generosity. Shopping, after all, is not truly within his realm of patience and yet from what he has gathered of the woman so far, to expect her to go alone was outside the realms of her abilities. He senses her pause behind him within the entrance to the mall, the swell of people seeming to result in some manner of confusion for the girl, though for no the Equine simply continues to walk, expecting her to follow the moment he moved to far from her comfortable reach, striding easily towards the escalator now before stepping readily onto it without any true thought, frowning only slightly at the girls hesitation before she moved to follow suit- very near making it to the top of the machine before her panic seemed to ensue. "You don't have to like it, you just have to learn to use it- don't walk backward!" For a moment the snowy haired young man merely watches the girl attempt to walk back down the escalator, a sigh forced softly from his lips as a number of other shoppers attempt to step around the panicking woman whom seems to contemplate leaping from it entirely. "Claire." His words, it would seem, have gone unheard- the woman still attempting to climb down the mechanical stairs, her panic rapidly beginning to make a scene within the mall as the man moves to step back onto the stairs himself, long easy strides carrying him smoothly to her side, stepping effortlessly down each stair as it came- the pair stuck bizarrely within the centre of the machine- much to the amusement of several other shoppers the violet-eyed boy saw fit to ignore for now as he simply continued to walk beside her. "Claire. These are designed to make it easier for you to walk, you are going the wrong way and you're doing rather a good job of making a scene about it. These stairs will not eat you, you are only required to step off them at the top- oh for fuck's sake." His patience, it would seem, does to extend entirely this far, reaching over rather suddenly to grasp the woman, effortlessly lifting the woman up and into his arms, his Were-form, by very design allowing the man an unusual amount of strength in this regard as he simply moved to turn in place, striding back up the escalator to step off and onto the top floor, placing the girl down beside him now. "Now keep up." He has little time to become a spectacle, moving quickly now to avoid the curious looks of half the mall, waiting for the woman to come to his side once more before heading towards the nearest clothing store that sold acceptable woman's attire by his own standards. It was perhaps more upmarket then the fox was entirely used to and yet he had no desire for the girl to walk about in his own clothing, the saleswoman already having fixated her gaze upon the dishevelled girl as she approached, her glare a critical thing that saw Frost scowl all the more as the shop assistant paused before them, his words offered readily to her now. "She needs several outfits, she will tell you what she likes or does not like but she will need help picking them out. Claire- go with this woman, she will show you clothing to choose from. I will be sitting here, when you have the clothes you like you can try them on in there." He points loosely now to the changing rooms opposite the leather chair he has taken up residence in, the saleswoman nodding before gesturing for Claire to follow her towards the first rack of clothing. "Go on- when you have what you like we will pay. I will be just here and Claire- when you try on the clothing, close the door." |
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- she's sunshine mixed with a little hurricane - By Claire Grace on January 23, 2015 at 6:15 PM
- ice, ice baby - By Rixon Leifsson on January 25, 2015 at 5:29 PM
- shes sunshine mixed with a little hurricane - By Claire Grace on January 27, 2015 at 9:12 AM
- ice, ice baby - By Rixon Leifsson on January 30, 2015 at 12:53 PM
- she's sunshine mixed with a little hurricane - By Claire Grace on January 31, 2015 at 1:20 PM
- ice, ice baby - By Rixon Leifsson on February 03, 2015 at 4:53 PM