South

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.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

:: He'll Only Break Your Heart :: (Isolt)


Posted on June 27, 2014 by Tobias
South
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It was nothing short of a pleasant morning, early, not yet even seven o'clock that saw the lanky deviant sitting within the centre of the park, back turned towards the early morning sun in some effort to relish that heat against his skin, the boy seemingly adoring every minute of this far too rare moment. He had managed to remove the majority of his outfit from the night before, the piles of leather and netting-like garments tossed haphazardly beneath the nearest tree until his cunning mind could find some way to be rid of them entirely, only his pair of far too tight skinny-jeans had remained. A small mercy perhaps, for any early morning joggers that might be given to run past the child-like creature. It had been a long night, the lights to bright and the music to loud, the boy finally unable to take it anymore, having made a rather daring run for it the moment Risqué had ventured into her office, that momentary distraction of her mind seeking the shaggy-haired miscreant clamouring out of the nearest window. He had simply headed for space, for quiet, for anything and anywhere open and free of the scent of alcohol and leather and vampire, mind desperately seeking a reprieve from the club that had become a cage, the price he pays for loyalty to a Leader he continues to follow, a companion he will not leave behind. It was only within the depths of the park that he had finally stopped running, dark eyes finally stopping their frantic search for anyone whom may have followed, feet treading softly, quietly and tracklessly deeper into the confines of the so far empty area.

He likes the quiet, he likes the space, the animalistic creature relishing this bare moment to himself. He does not understand Syn, so rarely understand what is expected off him, can never seem to please the vampire woman no matter how hard he tries, resulting entirely in frustration and agitation, mind and body recoiling wildly from her touch each time. He only wanted to go outside, only wanted to lay in the sun, only wanted to be away from the music that burns his all to sensitive ears and lights that do nothing but result in panic within him until rivers of nervous sweat run freely across his frame and that human side of himself recedes further and further into his already fractured mind. Yet she hardly seems to care, hardly seems to notice the toll it takes on him until he very near driven mad with his desire to be away from her. He knows he will be in trouble, knows it is only a matter of time before someone comes to drag him back and yet until then he simply seats himself upon the grass, legs folded in a child-like manner beneath him as he delicately places each figurine before him. Where he has gotten the collection of farm animals cannot be said, let alone where he has managed to keep them so Risqué does not take them from him, the boy often far more intelligent then he is ever given credit for. Each piece is delicately arranged before him, small pieces of fence positioned in careful squares to make an arrangement of paddocks, one animal placed in turn within each paddock. A momentary grin seems to touch his features, wild dark eyes alight with this brief delight in his game as he moves to add a farmer and a tractor to one paddock, a broken, three-legged horse to another and what appears to be a plastic tree carefully placed in the corner.

He is seemingly satisfied with his work- if only momentarily, before those long fingers move to carefully turn each animal over, the cow, the pig, the chicken, horse and dog all turned hurriedly onto their backs, stiff plastic legs held upright within the air as a snicker rushes from his throat, head tilting to the side in perhaps the first indication that he is not entirely....sane, seeming to take utter delight in his unusual farmyard....before the butterfly appears, the large black and blue insect fluttering to it's ultimate and unfortunate demise as it dances past him, pupils dilating slightly in the manner only a cat can manage, seemingly suddenly entirely enthralled with the fluttering creature.

"Oooooh."

It is a sound of intense appreciation, his farm entirely abandoned as the butterfly moves into the more open field, the boy dropped instantly onto his hands and knees as he begins to crawl after it, looking nothing short of ridiculous within these moments, lashings of ebony hair caught within his long lashes as dark eyes focus with clear intensity and he crouches low in the long grass- every inch the predator. For a moment he is entirely hidden, rear-end suddenly appearing, waving slightly as any cat does before it prepares to leap, the lithe young man lunging suddenly upward in an effort to grasp the creature between his hands, tumbling back to earth mere moments later before, grass and leaves stuck within his moppy hair as he curiously peers within his closed hands- only to find them empty, his target still flapping above him as he drops instantly to the ground once more, continuing to prowl through the grass and after it, every bit the cat- yet entirely within human skin, focused on nothing but his prize, oblivious to the ridiculous nature of his behaviour or that fact this may well be the reason Tet did not like taking him to the park.






Tobi
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