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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.
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.
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Posted on February 11, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
 Riot continued to look confused with near each word Calliel spoke and for a moment the older man almost finds himself inclined to explain the situation to both. Calliel was as any young woman of the modern day, Riot entirely a product of the place in which he himself had been born, his understanding of society and culture outside his own little word severely limited and as such neither seemed to understand the other entirely. For now however the white-haired man simply allows it, content to watch this interaction with a mild amusement until Calliel declares she cannot possibly see why Riot would hold any interest in keeping her, Frost speaking now before the other boy has a chance. "It did not die in ours, Calliel. I do not practice the teachings of my own culture as extensively here in this country, but where I was raised, where Riot still comes from it is common for a WereStallion to own several females and have a family with each of them." He simply explains and little more, voice cool and calm as always until Riot seeks to further display his own ignorance. It is not the younger man's fault perhaps, such a question highly common in their own homeland and yet the boys fumbling attempts at advance towards the woman along with his abrupt speech were readily grating against her, displeasure near pouring from her and yet in his ignorant youth Riot seemed eternally oblivious. Had he learned nothing in his younger years? Surely his Mother at least had taught him some manner in which to behave, even one of the younger girls had surely offered a swift kick for such poor attempts and yet Riot always had been hard-headed at best. He meant well, though of his brothers own intelligence Frost has always been left wondering. The look of horror upon Calliels features followed by the quick and sudden slap seems to earn a true simper from the equine now, a soft chuckle rising within his throat as Riot hurriedly pulls backwards and away from the girl, staring at her in equal shock before his eyes move to glare towards Frost himself in clear confusion. "You need to work on your skill Brother. Calliel may be one of us, but she was not raised like us. Calliel, where we come from that is not considered an inappropriate question, at your age most young women would have one, if not two children already." He offers an explanation once more, a simple, offhanded gesture before allowing the both of them to consider it, Riot content to remain on the far end of the couch all the same, one hand lifted to rub at the side of his face as Frost made some attempt to explain his own culture to the girl. It would do her no harm, he supposed, to know the truth of where he came from, his words vague, still, in some parts and yet she need only know and understand the basics. There would be time, later, to explain things more in depth if it was needed and yet for now he sees no need at all to fill the girls mind with matters of the past, let alone to encourage any sense of pity in her. He nods to her words and little else, his mind quickly taken with returning Riot to his correct place, the argument short lived and yet heated all the same before the older man silences his younger companion, a distinct note of authority tainting his words now as Riot finally seems to yield and his attention returns to Calliel her own. He can hear the words of her mind, the wonder, the curiosity of it all and yet he makes no acknowledgement of his own understanding, allowing her to sort through her thoughts alone before she seems to make some decision to try and shift amongst them. "Very well. Riot if you go on ahead we will meet you." He waits only so long as it takes his younger half-sibling to remove himself from the room and head for the door, momentarily enjoying the silence he leaves within his wake before the violet of his gaze lingers upon Calliel once more and the white-haired man moves smoothly to stand, one hand offered towards her now. "Come, we will go together. I will stay with you and assist you to shift. Many of the others you will meet tonight are as Riot, it is not their fault, they were raised to act and be a certain way and you must exercise patience with them- but only to an extent. Most of them are older then Riot, they are more...delicate about their advances but they may try all the same if they believe I am not watching or until we sort out amongst us entirely who is in charge. You will understand soon, even so, while you may be a girl, a mare, whatever you prefer you still hold the right to kick any bastard you don't like. They will respect that." One eye lifts slightly, lip quirking in the mildest display of....humour from the stallion, a truly rarely seen gesture as he waits for her to give him her hand and help her gently to her feet, holding her before him a moment now as one hand lifts suddenly, smoothly, tucking a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear in a gesture almost affectionate. How little she knew of herself, truly, was amazing to him. "You are very lovely Calliel, in both your forms, be proud of it, but aware of it too. We will stay only so long as you desire it, then I will take you home. Some of those we will meet are my friends, some of them disagree with me entirely. If anything you will learn." He would be a poor Alpha, after all, if he did not protect what is his own. He moves to release her hand, stepping smoothly from her then to pivot upon his heel and head towards the door, stepping out and into the cool evening air, waiting for her to follow before shutting the door behind him. "Are you ready?" |
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