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

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Posted on October 11, 2018 by Christian Walker
South

It was funny but he might actually be enjoying himself. That could just be the liquor talking. He only meant to come in this bar and get himself good and trashed then go back to his hotel suite and pass the fuck out. And yet here he was, sharing drinks with a pretty witch and talking about ghosts and his ex lover. How very appropriate and pathetic all at the same time. When he told her not to dig too deep, she gave a sigh and his brow lifted. What was that about? He might not hang around women more than necessary but he knew enough that a sigh was never a good sign. But before he could dive into it, not that he was even sure he wanted to, she brought up the ghost dying mid orgasm and said there were worse ways to go. He chuckled, holding up whatever shot they were on. "Cheers to that." It sounded like a good reason to cheer. Hell, anything did at this point. She teased him about a riding crop and he teased right back. She told him not to tempt her and he leaned forward, dropping his voice to a sexy bedroom whisper.

"But it's so much fun." He could only lift the corner of his lip in a smirk as he watched her take another shot. She almost seemed hesitant to drink more. Someone a light weight? Okay, he knew he was pretty much getting trashed but so far, it was worth it. He tilted his head, watching as she stacked the empty glasses. His eyes twinkled with curiosity, though he scowled when she said Keith wasn't haunting him. He tried to look upset but couldn't quite make it. "You mean I have to take responsibility for my own actions? That's a shame." He sighed, taking yet another shot and banging it down on the table maybe a little bit harder than necessary. "Guess you'd better take me in, then. Cause I'm a murderer." He met her gaze evenly, his own intense with self loathing. He knew she couldn't be serious about taking out the whole New Eden coven. He didn't care how strong she was; she wouldn't be strong enough.

Then she asked if he wanted to let the ghost possess him and after a moment of contemplation, he gave in. What's the worst that could happen? She turned her head, talking to who he assumed was the ghost. He closed his eyes and tried to relax his body. He figured that's what you do when you're welcoming a ghost into your body, right? But a sudden scream had him opening his eyes, only to see a bunch of new strangers in all kinds of strange costume in the bar. He blinked up at the woman standing by their table. "Mrs....Kingsley?" He scowled. Then he snorted and looked at Serafina. "Well, can't say I was expecting that. She was my 3rd grade teacher." It was a miracle he even remembered her name, but the resemblence was uncanny. He had a troubled youth so most days, he thought of school as a safety net, his teachers more memorable than anything waiting for him at home. Her "oops" had him lifting his brow as he leaned back. Then he chuckled, waving his hand around the bar.

"Oh, so you mean, this is your doing? Impressive army...if you're trying out for the next Thriller video." He smirked, glancing around at the different ghosts. Some still had some blood on their clothes, others wore the horrific injuries that he was sure had something, if not everything, to do with their demise. They could certainly be in a Michael Jackson video. He chuckled again, shaking his head in amusement as he went to grab another drink, only to have a small hand wrap around his wrist and pull him out of the chair. He almost toppled over at the sudden movement, laughing even as he stumbled into another table and used the shoulder of a bewildered man to upright himself. "Really? But I was having so much fun." He grinned, eyes dancing devilishly as he took a drink off someone else's table as she pulled him toward the door, downing it with a grimace before setting it on yet another table. He let her lead him out the door before they paused and he looked around, throwing his arms out as he stumbled backward and had to catch himself on the wall.

"So...what now, Serafina? Do we get our drink on in another bar or does Mrs. Kingsley want to try again? I'm flattered really. I had no idea teachers had a thing for warlock with a death wish."


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