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.
So stay with me, don't leave me with the medicine
Posted on June 21, 2015 by Johnathan Blake Holmes
"Oh sure, not a problem! Give me just a second to get my things." He paused at the counter top to finish his drink, deciding it was probably a bad idea to carry it around time. He didn't want to attract any odd looks from whoever might be out there wandering around at this hour. Blake pulled his coat back on, hesitating to stare at her for a moment. It was that moment he realized she was still wearing his shirt but he didn't say anything, instead grabbing another coat and dropping it over her shoulders. "Before you give yourself frostbite," Blake explained as he reached over her to catch the door as she lead the way outside. The coat was probably more suitable for springtime but it was the best he could do since his manners were unable to overpower his desire to keep his nicer coat to himself. Hey, he never said he wasn't a little selfish.
As they walked, Blake would occasionally say a few words to break some silence but mostly they were simple (and sometimes stupid) statements that really went nowhere. Eventually, he just fell silent, dividing his attention between noting their path and observing her to make sure she doing okay. When they approach the dark house, Blake lingers a few steps behind her, noting the address for later. He was a little curious about them entering the backside of the house, but it was her place so maybe she had her reasons, such as roommates or something. Hopefully it wasn't going to turn into a "sneaking you past the parents" thing because that would get awkward as shit. However, Blake really wanted to ask "why" when he watched her dive through the window, feeling more like he should be in high school helping some girl sneak back into her place after sneaking out. In fact, he was having to question himself on her age again because- dear God- what if she was high school?
"Forget a key?" He asked, adjusting his volume to match hers, after she opened the door for him. Blake followed her to the kitchen as she tugged him along, glancing around the home. Not exactly reminiscent of a family home... Maybe roommates then, not parents. That he could handle. Also, it indicated she was at least adult-status so he wouldn't have to worry about appearing like a creepy guy. Of course, who the fuck is here to call him creepy? The empty house? Calm down, Blake-y boy, getting yourself worked up over nothing.
He settled against the counter as she began fluttering around the kitchen, watching her work. Apparently she was in the mood to bake now. "Hm? Oh yeah, no problem. Next time you should give me some warning ahead of time and I can prepare for two," He teased lightly, reaching over to steal one of the cookie dough balls on the tray and popping it in his mouth. He used to be banned from the kitchen for that. In fact, his poor mom would turn her back for a moment to check the oven and when she came back to her cookie tray, she'd be missing about half of it while a very guilty looking chipmunk-cheeked boy would be staring wide-eyed at her. However, the atmosphere took a sharp turn with the addition of the other man. His tone and his words made Blake tense up slightly, the man folding his arms over his chest as he studied the other. Blake bit his tongue, glancing toward Claire for her reaction to this guy.
Also- on an unrelated note- her name was Claire. This was the first time all night he could think of that he heard her name. Did she know his name? Shit. Did he ever introduce himself?
However, when the guy spoke again, he found he couldn't quite bite his tongue. "She didn't do anything, man. I made her a bite to eat and just wanted to make sure she got home fine. Get off her back." Personally, even though they hadn't even met, Blake thought this guy was a dick. Why on earth was she here?