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

Where you invest your love, you invest your life; [kite]


Posted on February 29, 2016 by DAREIOS
South




It's not the long walk home that will change this heart,
But the welcome I receive at the restart.



Dareios couldn't remember the last time he'd traveled to the suburbs. Probably for Aaron's 60th birthday, he recalls as he shifts his Audi sports car into the next gear and the engine lurches forward down the dark road. His staff historian's wife had planned the party in the evening hours just so Dareios could attend. He was the only vampire in attendance, but he'd grown accustomed to that. Tonight, however, Dareios was traveling to the far-reaching ends of Sacrosanct for business. Against Dareios' better judgement, he'd taken on an assignment from a shifter. A foolish, young man whose motives were still to be determined. But Dareios found himself obsessed with the work. Perhaps it was because he'd grown accustomed to the day-in/day-out nature of his usual routine. Or maybe it was because the vampire had become so successful, he hardly did any of the nitty-gritty investigations himself anymore. He had paid staff to do that for him. But because of the unusual nature of this request, and probably not to tarnish his reputation or stir unnecessary whispering amongst his employees, Dareios had told no one about this. He didn't share the crude drawing Frost had given him of the amulet with anyone for analyzation. He canceled meetings and social appearances as to work on this specific assignment during off hours.

He was pleased with his progress thus far. Part of him was even boastful about it. I've still got it, he'd told himself tonight. It had been almost two hundred years since he and his brother built their empire in Ireland. About a 150 since Dareios fled the country of his birth, after mourning the unexpected loss of his brother, and continued on with their venture in the states. It had been close to one hundred years since he ever had to do the work himself, outside of broader management and organization. This assignment was a good reminder of where he came from.

The drop was to happen outside of a diner off Main Street, in a quaint but fairly robust business district. He'd never heard of this collector before, one that went by an alias. That's not uncommon in this business, given that many of the pieces offered for sale were stolen. But Dareios liked to think he knew most of the major players. Hence the plan to meet in a public place was intentional. The tall and lean vampire parked not far away, watching the streets for sometime from the confines of his car. Before exiting, he slipped a manilla folder full of cash into the breast pocket of his blazer, patted it once - twice - for good luck, and walked briskly toward the intended spot. There he stood for several moments, watching a woman with a stroller pass by in the early evening hour. She smiled sweetly at him, clearly unaware that he was a vampire, as she passed by on the sidewalk. Humans liked to say that people were nicer in the suburbs. But from Dareios' experience, they were usually just unaware. Ignorant, maybe. Naive, innocent? Most definitely.

Before long he sat down on the bench, where the two parties had agreed to meet, and began to check emails from his phone.


Dareios | Vampire | Vinyl

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