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.
In seeing Kato's reaction to her words, Edie only buried her head further into his chest as though she could hide from the shame of it all. "I know," She said weakly. She knew it had been a terrible idea. She knew that her cockiness had earned her all the wounds on her body. But Frost had asked her to. Frost had requested the information, and Edie was still trying to earn her keep around her. She knew how Calliel felt already about her, that she was worthless, that she hadn't done anything to earn her place within the pack. Perhaps, though she wouldn't say it out loud, she'd thought that gaining intel would have shown she was useful. Perhaps if she'd talked to Nadya and convinced her of Frost, she'd earn the respect from her pack mate. But she'd failed in both accounts. She knew nothing about the Ark that wasn't already known â€" the only alternative exit she'd found was flying off the side of it, which wasn't entirely practical. And if anything, she'd made the situation with Nadya worse. Patience. Frost had asked for patience. And she...
God, Nadya was right, she was a terrible Beta.
The current bout of self-loathing that seemed to plague the girl kept her silent as she was carried through the city. She only lifted her head out of his chest at the sound of his words. She took in the street before she answered him, glad to finally be almost home. "You don't have to do that," Edie said quietly, though there was that determination in his voice that she recognized from his demand to go with her tonight that meant it was happening whether she wanted it to or not. She gave him a tiny smile. "Though, I'd appreciate it. I realize I'm not... as strong as some animals." It was the closest she'd come to admitting she was weak, and even that thought tugged at her ego and caused her to frown.
Luckily, she wasn't given much time to dwell on those thoughts before they approached the pack house. Fire seemed to spread through her veins at the brief moment she was placed on her feet. She was glad that Kato held to her, her knees threatening to buckle even from the tiniest bit of weight on them. There was no way she would have made it home tonight without him, she was coming to realize. Between the exhaustion of nearly drowning and the blood loss from the wound in her side, she was frankly very fragile. She winced at the sound of his word in the doorway, her free hand coming to cup over his mouth. "Shut up," She found herself hissing. "I don't want them to see me like this." Though she was sure she couldn't hide it for long. Their pack bond... Frost would surely discover her injuries, and she'd have to explain the blood on the floor and on the couch and blankets she was being covered with.
"Okay," Was Edie's only response as he left her, her head turning to rest against the back of the couch as she forced herself to take deep breaths and steady herself. By now, that blood loss was making her head spin, and God, why wasn't she healing yet? Had Nadya done something to her to prevent her healing?
Edie didn't even flinch as Kato returned, her eyes shut as she was brought to a sitting position. The world seemed to tilt every time she moved, so keeping her eyes shut seemed to be the best possible thing to do at the moment. The shirt stuck to the wound on her side, the tiny girl letting out a series of tiny whimpers as he examined the wound. She was determined to keep quiet, determined that her pack mates would remain asleep for this. But still, his next comment caused her to open her eyes in a flurry. Her widened eyes focused on him. "Wh... what?" Edie had never been injured like this before â€" the only other time being the cut of the arrow that he'd gotten her into. The girl had no idea that the wound wouldn't heal on it's own, or that you couldn't just pull the wood out and be done with it.
Kato's warning for her not to move was met with a soft huff, the first bit of her normal sass shining through her injuries. "Yes, tell the bleeding girl who can't sit up on her own not to move, because I can tota..." Her retort was cut short by the man's hand against her side. She winced, still determined not to make a sound. But that promise to herself was immediately cut short by the knife meeting her skin. It felt like he was slicing all the way down to her toes, and the scream that escaped her lips was ear piercing. If her pack was home, which she was sure they were, they were sure to come running. Or at least, Frost might. The girls, the girls Edie could never be sure.
Edie tried her best to stay still, though the sobs that had claimed her body shook her against her will. She trembled as she watched the bloody piece of wood be thrown aside, sure that it was all over for her now. Now, she'd start to heal. She turned her head to look at Kato, confused by his apology before she felt his hands digging inside of her wound. "K... Kato..." She gasped out more in shock than in pain â€" it seemed that her body was incapable of feeling any more pain presently. The sob that escaped her when he finished was a pathetic little noise. If Edie had been herself, she was sure she would have hated herself for showing that.
"They're upstairs," Edie said in a hushed whisper to his complaint. Yes, that pack bond that pulled her like a rubber band told her they were near. She turned her head towards him as the towel was pressed to her side. There was that anger on his features that Edie didn't quite recognize. Her hurt state couldn't place it other than that it was directed at her. He was angry with her. Angry he had to pull her out of the water, angry he was saving her still. The thought of him being upset with her hurt her in ways she hadn't expected, and the girl moved her hand to gently touch his cheek. "I'm sorry," She found herself whispering to him, her thumb stroking his cheek as though he was the injured one and needed comfort. "Kato... I don't want you to be mad at me... Kato... I..." She cut herself off, all to aware that the end of that sentence was one she was positive was one that was triggered entirely by her rescue.
Edith Graham