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.
i stand with those who favor fire
Posted on August 04, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
 "Yes, you're very amusing." His words are little more than a murmur, one eye lifting somewhere beneath that fringe of white blonde hair, tone laced with a vaguely amused taint of sarcasm as he manages to find something akin to a chuckle within his throat. He always had enjoyed Nadya's determination to answer back, or at least, the manner in which she seemed so very willing to engage in a verbal brawl every now and then. It was rare, truly, for the equine to find another worth his time in regards to true conversations and yet, time and again, the young woman managed to amuse him on one way or another. Tonight however, he had no desire to leave so soon, continuing to laze upon the side of the spa, what little of his gaze could be seen resting upon the woman immersed within the heat and bubbles. For the barest of moments he allows his own temperature to drop, if only slightly, allowing himself to feel the heat of the steam rising from bath. That the young woman seemed unconcerned by his gaze upon her was....curious and yet for now he simply disregards it, thoughts far more inclined to focus upon the words she offers. He had told her he would be back, that he would, in time, expect something of an answer from her- surely she was not so surprised to see him returned? Nadya was of value, in more ways then one, perhaps in ways even she had not anticipated and truly it was a crime such a woman was so wasted beneath her brother and alongside that foul little wolf and a Leopard of some sort whom seemed to hold all the intelligence of a breadstick. As for the tiger that had once frequented that area the equine has found no trace of her in several weeks- perhaps indicating she had finally left the area and was no longer of concern to himself. Nadya however, was notoriously tight lipped about her pack, offering only the occasional slip of details and indeed while it was....irritating to a certain extent- her way with words was equally as admirable and only further indicating towards her surely wasted skills. Her offer to join her in the heated water affords the young man a moment of surprise, though his features remain as ever impassive, a soft snort emitted at the water flicked suddenly towards him, heated droplets flecking his skin and shirt. "I assure you, horses can and do swim." His lip quirks, if ever so slightly, at some passing moment of humour he seems to find in his own words, moving to stand easily at the side of the spa before reaching for the first button upon his shirt and prying it open- hands moving deftly to undo one button after the other before easily shrugging out of the loose, white cotton fabric he had adorned tonight, offering a momentary view of the hard, toned plains of his chest and stomach. His jeans simply followed, shucked easily off before being tossed onto the nearest white plastic chair, leaving his boxers and the silver chain about his neck- one hand reaching to run through the shock of white hair before easily stepping into the heated, bubbling water opposite the woman. It was surprisingly more pleasant than he had anticipated, arms folding behind his head to lean back in perhaps the first true satisfaction he had ever displayed before the feline, an appreciative sigh escaping him once more. "In my country we swim first in the frozen river, before moving to a temperate pool and then last into the heated spa, the cycle repeated several times to work the muscles- but I do not find I wholly mind simply enjoying the heat alone." Even if it took notable concentration to lower his own temperature enough to appreciate the heat of the water, the equine having merely fallen into the habit of matching the temperature of his environment, eyes closing for a moment beneath that wealth of hair. This time, Nadya is quick to return to business, the girl evidently aware of the underlying cause behind his visit tonight, the man appreciating her determination to discuss the issues at hand. He always did like to deal with business sooner rather than later, her willingness to at least indulge him in that only further adding to her appeal. For now he simply allows her to talk, outlaying her issues and concerns, quite content to simply lean back against the spa- attention held upon her until she finishes. His reply, this time, wholly honest. "I want you in my pack, Nadya, because I like the way you speak, I like the way you conduct yourself and even without a full understanding of your powers I appreciate what I know of you- for you, even without your powers. A being is not a being because of their powers, their powers are merely an extension of themselves, a part of them- but it does not define them. I value you for more then whatever your powers are. If, however, there is more you wish to share of yourself with me then by all means, go ahead." The briefest of simpers traces his lips once more, hair slowly becoming damp from the steam, affording a rarely seen view of at least one violet eye now as it rests upon her, a tease of sorts laced within his words though it remains subtle all the same, seamlessly worked into the cool baritone of his voice before his shoulder shrug loosely. "It is not because of your brother that I have interest in you. I met you before I met your brother after all and while I have little fondness for the man I am not inclined to waste my time trying to gain a pack member for something as useless and petty as spite." It was true- to an extent, the acquisition of Nadya surely a barb to be held against Tetradore, one he would delight in and yet, to go to such efforts simply to spite a man are hardly worth it, such a thing was a consolation prize. It was Nadya herself whom truly held his intrigue- and her children. "As for your powers and your capabilities- perhaps it is time you made me aware of them. Show me yours and I'll show you mine- as they say." There is another smirk there, fleeting, momentary and subtle in all regards and yet Nadya is entirely astute enough to seize upon it- he is sure. Perhaps, tonight, he was more inclined to extend their conversation, the heated, bubbling water entirely pleasant, the view he is afforded rather pleasing all the same. Such a pretty thing she was. "If you have more question about me, then ask them- but I may ask the same in return so choose the questions carefully Nadja." ((Nadja is Nadya in his language, it is pronounced like nay-jaa the d has no sound)) |
Replies
- You really think you're in control - By NADYA on August 05, 2015 at 1:31 AM
- but if i had to perish twice - By Rixon Leifsson on August 08, 2015 at 4:30 AM
- Some kind of madness has started to evolve - By NADYA on August 16, 2015 at 11:24 PM