The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.
Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct
The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry
Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.
The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.
Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.
The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.
PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes
The only thing that grounds him and steadies him is the slight female at his side. Her strength is exemplary for he wasn't a slight fellow and he recognized this in a hazy sort of manner. He tried as much as he could to maintain his own weight, to avoid putting more pressure on her. It was his duty to protect her and not to lean on her in support. It is difficult to speak the word that drowns him, that burns him, that consumes him from the inside out. He can't see very well by this point and has no notion of what is going through the head of Blaise or that his compliments were becoming a bubbling point for her. That she is distracted by his overt reaction to her very presence. From day one he had felt an attraction to her and that had not lessened, only grown, for she had proven herself this day to be a strong fighter. His life had been built around protecting the weak that he found it alarmingly attractive that she could hold her own.
By the time he slumps it is too late. He can hardly hear her because his ears are swollen with the sound of buzzing. He coughs suddenly, jerking them forward, and spasms in the wake of it. Blaise continues to drag him and it seems that it takes forever. With each step he fades more and more, noticing less and less as his mind focuses on the pain that suddenly blazes within him. The numbness that seems to splash cold against his abdomen. The need to rush dwindles as he grows sluggish and tired, eyes drooping, and Blaise has to force him forward. More and more and more until his tired body suddenly hits something solid and he is dropped down onto it.
A low oomph can be heard as he lays spread out on the couch but his eyes are closed and his breathing ragged. Sleep beckons, a beautiful and healing sleep. Stay awake... those words are so faint it is almost hard to understand. But Archer knows at a deep, bone deep, level that they come from Blaise. That HE has to protect her and he has to listen. So his eyelids twitch as he struggles to open them, the world a mass blur of colors. "Fuuu.....ck," he groans out, suddenly feeling as if he is in an inferno. Fever has begun to set in, his body belated trying to attack the thing that is killing him.
One long arm swings out wildly, knuckles rapping against the coffee table but the pain diminished by his own demons. They plague him. SHE plagues him. She stands over him with her long hair and coy smile, flashing elven eyes and cooing words. To please her is what he wants. NO, no, he wants to get away from her, from the way those pouty lips suddenly turn into a fierce scowl and her beauty diminishes beneath the revelation of what she is. And she curses him, digging claw-like fingers into his jaw. He jerks from Blaise's hold, mind in the throes of memory of the fae who had doomed in, but when she finally gets ahold of him again he eagerly drinks down the tea that she drips into his throat.
It is as if his throat was arid, as if this curse had sucked all hydration from him, and he longs for more. More, more more. He can feel something on is stomach suddenly and his body seizes up as she presses the poultice in his wound, a deep screeching groan coming out. If he was lucid he would hate himself for the pitiful sound, for giving in to the pain. "Gerrrtt..." pant, "offfff! You wicked..... wicked... wicked.... bit...." and he fades out then, slumping into unconsciousness, yelling out at her but really at the past that flashes in his eyes. Hopefully when he awakes she will understand. She is like the oxford comma, seperating the past and the present - the fae of before and the fae he knows now.
(So if you want in the next you can have him stirring awake :P)