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

Too wild for you


Posted on May 11, 2018 by Malia Tate
West
He was definitely a sight for sore eyes. She found him all sprawled out across his throne, definitely a king comfortable in his kingdom. His lean legs were stretched out, his chiseled chest on display for all to see. If anything, the angry pink marks from fresh wounds only made him that much more mouth watering, to her, anyway. She was a warrior at heart so any man proud enough to display his wounds lended him the strength to be worthy. She nibbled on her bottom lip thoughtfully as she reached the top of the stairs, almost forgetting what she was there for for a few minutes as she daydreamed and memorized every inch of that smooth flesh. She felt like her rendezvous with Henry had only made her body feel more alive and now her body was more open to all kinds of suggestions. She was able to imagine things she never would have thought of before and now she couldnt turn it off. Not that she really wanted to.

She swallowed, pulling every bit of willpower back to her so she could find her voice. What was she here for again? Oh yeah! It was obvious shed caught him off guard. He was engrossed in the fight happening down below. From the screams of the crowd, she would say the rhino had made the lion his bitch and now there was a victory to celebrate. Usually she would be all over that, whooping and hollering with the rest in excitement, adrenaline flowing from the promise of more bloodshed, but not tonight. She was on a mission. She knew she caught his attention when he turned to her and asked what? Like he hadn't heard her. But she knew he did. She grinned. "You heard me. It's not going to steal itself and who better to help you than me?"

Finally he got up, crossing his arms and she had to decide if it was frustrating that he would close up like that or just plain adorable that he thought he could be more stubborn than her. That was just laughable. Plus it only brought out the chiseled muscles of his own shoulders and arms that much more. She felt saliva pooling in her mouth and she licked her lips without thinking about it before clearing her throat. The way his gaze suddenly roamed over her body like it was taking an intimate tour didnt help matters at all. She felt like a prize on display. She cleared her throat again, trying for a nonchalant expression. "You're gonna need to put a shirt on, too. Clothes are required for theft, you know. Plus we might need to cover the painting with something to smuggle it out. Haven't you ever done this before?" She raised a brow, her eyes twinkling now with mischief as she teased him and waited for him to comply.

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