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
Ascension Center of Equitation
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 Park
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.
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
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.
The Outskirts
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
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
and none will tire of looking at him in his splendor
Posted on March 07, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
 "I assure you, that was not prancing, were I prancing you would be well aware." Such words continue to hold that smooth, cool edge of indifference- as if each and every syllable is merely an afterthought of some greater moment of consciousness he hardly cares to delve within, continuing to recline atop the steel bench with no thought to the biting cold against his bare back- feeling the young creature tense ever so slightly as he maneuvered her atop him into a position of far more intimate design- though his hands remain deliberately from her all the same, folded behind the snowy locks of his head as those ever-unusual eyes continue to linger upon his newest fascination beneath that thickened forelock of hair that so seemed to forever hold an almost equine edge to it's design despite the mans efforts to distance himself from the beast that he was. She is distinctly nervous, the scent lingering upon her skin like sweet honey and yet it was a nervousness she seemed either content to master or else determined to ignore, her frame relaxing against his own in a manner wholly displeasing within itself- the girl, significantly more determined in her resolve then he had been prepared for, a personality trait he found both alluring and curious and yet the Alpha within him found equally as displeasing. Wilfulness was such a double edged sword within the hands of babes. Her refusal to be cowed however, else recoil from him was...amusing within itself. Such a naive little thing she was and yet so determined not to show it, her manner reminiscent of another he had known, such thoughts briefly allowing a simper of sorts to pass his youthful lips before the offering of the poem seem to find its way into the frigid air about him. She is hardly the first woman to rest within his lap, her thoughts entirely correct in this regard and yet she was perhaps the first to offer the question he posed any true thought, that violet gaze narrowed slightly beneath his fringe of unusual snowy hair to better linger upon her own features. A female with the capacity for thought was surprisingly refreshing, a stirring of something far more primitive and instinctive shifting briefly within him before it was easily dismissed- at least for now. The desire to possess the beings he found value in a distinctly stallion like endeavour and yet one the often apathetic creature contained tightly beneath his façade of indifference. She was too young, truly, his thoughts distracted by the answer she seemed to arrive at. For a moment Frost remained content merely to listen, the young woman's response....surprising in it's entirety, the thought placed behind it unusual for one so youthful and yet of her intelligence he held no further doubt, even despite the attitude of wilful arrogance she had seemed content to display earlier before her gaze returned to his own as she continued to recline within his lap in a manner bizarrely close for a woman whom he doubts very much holds any experience with men beyond schoolyard frivolity. "They are negative." It is a musing, one the man seems almost unaware he has voiced out loud, features contorted into a scowl of sorts as he seems to become aware that those smooth, cool vocals have been spoken aloud, arms unfolding from behind his head to rest against the bench, one hand taping at the cold steel momentarily before he seems at last content to explain his own softly spoken words. "Fire is anger and ice is apathy and hate? Hmm, have you nothing positive to say of them? Has fire never given you warmth or ice never numbed pain? I agree that neither is good or evil- but to say neither is great is.....amusing to me. You thought so deeply upon the question too and yet you seem to believe you are too die by moral values rather than elemental entities." His words, as ever, remain entirely callous, as if he hardly cares whether she should choose to hear them or not, as if they matter no more then the steel he taps beneath his fingers before leaning forward to bite into the apple once more, the tone within his word perhaps as much a façade as his indifference itself before the woman turns the question upon him, a simper passing across his lips a hint of a chuckle humming somewhere within his throat. "You are truly asking that of me? Hmm." It was easy enough to shift ever so slightly beneath her, taking the girls moment of distraction as she bit into the apple, in the very same place, to lift his own arms ever so easily, grasping the girls wrists gently within his hands, one in each, holding her gently and yet firmly, preventing her movement now entirely- seeking any hint of nervousness upon her. "Fire as you said, is passion, or so they say. Heat the most glorious thing in the cold. Heat is life, after all. Life and light and neither of those is a terrible thing." His left hand tightened slightly upon her wrist, allowing his own gift to ignite, filtering heat into her skin and arm, a blissful warmth to travel along the appendage and circulate like blood in a vein. "As for ice. It is calm, it is quiet where fire is more reckless and bold. Cold takes away pain and soothes fever, it brings sleep, even if death often follows. Too much of either is a bad thing perhaps, but just enough of both is significantly more life giving then destroying." His right hand moved to mimic the action of the left, encircling upon her wrist and allowing his power to flare into life once more, filling her right arm with a cold and chill to oppose the heat of the other, offering her both ice and fire all at once. "I cannot choose one- because I am both and because it would take either ice or fire a rather long time to destroy me either way, it is other elements I fear more then either of them and yet it would seem you answered your own question about why you should be afraid of me- since I represent so many unfortunate things by your admission. I am fire and ice all at once, so what does that make me if not something more dangerous then both?" Long fingers simply move to release his hold upon her, magic lingering for some moments still before he pulls it softly from her, allowing her arms to battle heat and chill in an effort to return to their normal temperature of their own accord, the man shifting slightly beneath her once more to easily allow her to return to the bench as he moved to stand. "I only give one kind of ride and I think it is a little too soon for that, though I am inexplicably patient when I choose to be. I can wait." The barest hint of a simper seems to linger upon his features somewhere beneath the ever emotionless features the young woman is offered, words far more promise then tease in that regard, seeming to hold so much more then one meaning behind them as so many of his rarely spoken words truly do, violet eyes continuing to watch the creature for several silent moments still. "You are the first woman whom has ever chosen fire. You intrigue me and very little intrigues me, though I have things to do today so I think this is where we part ways- for now." |
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