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

i'm always up for some good entertainment


Posted on February 12, 2018 by Damon Marcello
West


His brow only raised in amusement as she jumped away from him, saying he was going to make her throw up and he chuckled. "Yeah, it's pretty overwhelming, the attraction. It's okay, I'll try not to take advantage of your momentary weakness." He gave her a teasing wink and continued walking. He knew she was going to be lost in most of what the warlock had to say as he spit his hatred at Damon but hey, she was the one who wanted to make sure the guy lived, right? If it wasn't for her, hell, he'd probably be a lot less patient with his interrogation and the man might be slowly dying of blood loss by this point. See? She was already saving his life just by being here. He could be a decent guy when he wanted to. When the guy started asking the girl questions about her kind, Damon knew he needed to pull the topic back around. He wasn't ready to dangle that bait in front of her just yet. He wanted to know more about her and what she could possibly do for him before he went telling her what she was. That would just be too easy. She wouldn't believe him, anyway.

He saw her eyes widen in shock though and she looked like she might be about to ask something so he snapped the man's attention back to him. He couldn't let that happen again. The next thing he knew, the wind started to whip up in the room and he knew without looking that Kat was getting panicky beside him. He could literally taste it in the air around her. He rolled his eyes in slight irritation but looked at her when she turned her gaze and her questions to him. He gave her a bored expression. "I'm trying to interrogate this man for information pertaining to my fiance, if you must know. He's involved with a group that intends to kidnap and experiment on her and I'd rather not let that happen. I'm sure you understand." He waved it off like it was no big deal, raising a brow at her. "Now, why don't you calm down so I can get some real answers out of this guy? Unless you plan to help, that is." He leaned a little closer, lowering his voice coaxingly. "You want to play good cop, bad cop on the guy or something? I'm game." His lips quirked.

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