West

The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

bring me back to life - Open


Posted on November 09, 2016 by Alexis Wilde
West


With Aiden still unsure of me, I do my best to lie low around the Ark, not wanting to further tempt his decision for me to stay. I figure if I'm prety much forgotten about, maybe he'll see that I'm not a burden and maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let me stick around. In the meantime, I try to make myself useful. Since I don't know how most of the pack save Raven and Nadya feel about me, I try to avoid most of them. At one point, I saw a glimpse of Tobias' leopard tail peeking from around a corner and I all but tripped over myself trying to go through a different section of the Ark, all to keep him from seeing me.

I don't know how much longer I can do this but I can keep trying. In the meantime, I've got my job back at the cafe with Alexander so I spend most of my days there re-learning my job. Most of it came back quickly, like riding a bike, so in no time I was smiling at the customers again and learning their names and what they like to order when they come in. I found out that I actually have good photo memory so after consistency, I can call to mind someone's regular order just by seeing their face.

Today I'm sitting on the edge of the deck on the Ark, skipping rocks across the water. I just got off shift from the cafe not long ago and Alexander wasn't around so I had no reason to stick around. I called it a day and headed back. The sun is getting close to setting but I'm not ready to curl up in my bunk just yet so instead I'm skipping rocks, thinking about my life and where I want to go from here.

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