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

into these animals we grew (Alexis)


Posted on March 03, 2019 by Tobias
West



How foolish she was. Oh so foolish. Pretty having fallen asleep in the sun upon that lower deck, the young woman lying nestled atop that pile of soft ropes tucked away behind those shipping crates. How well hidden she was! Yet how good a finder Tobi was inclined to be. That lanky deviant so peering down from atop that nearest shipping crete at the sleeping woman. It had been an unusually warm day today. Most of the pack whom resided within the Ark having retreated to one of those decks in search of the sun. Tetradore and himself having taken up their favoured positions atop those cretes. The metal, after all, was prone to heating all the more within the sunlight. Those flat surfaces so very perfect for those felines to lay upon and absorb the sun as their species was want to do. Tetradore had, eventually, retired from that spot beside him to head downstairs to work on one of their cars. Tobias insisting he would join him later. The leopard unwilling to give up that heat just yet. Tobias having folded his arms behind his head before returning to sleep. Only to wake up and find Alexis sleeping atop that pile of ropes below him.

"Preeeeetty."

He peered down curiously from his makeshift perch. Lashings of dark hair falling into his equally dark eyes. The young woman hardly stirring. That sleep, it seemed, holding her entirely. For several long moments that curious deviant merely watched his pack mate. Tobias' head tilting to the side in a fashion near dog-like, as if there was something almost....fascinating about watching her sleep. Perhaps there was. Tobias so often seeming to find curiosity in those otherwise mundane activities. The boy seeming oblivious to the notion that it was not, perhaps, entirely socially acceptable to watch another sleep. It was only once the young woman failed to stir that Tobias easily swung down from that shipping crete, the boy affording his companion another glance before hurrying across that deck. His bare feet decidedly silent as he scampered down those stairs and along the hallway and into his room. It so hardly took long for the deviant to find just what he desired. Tobias snatching those supplies from underneath his bed before hurrying back along the corridor, up those stairs and out onto the deck once more.

That fathomess dark gaze found that sleeping young woman once more. Tobias creeping across that deck now with a decided snicker only to kneel down silently beside her. That black marker pen was pulled easily from his pocket, Tobias plucking off the lid to rest it beside him only to press that marker to Alexis' face. Pens, Raven had said, were for paper only. Not walls and not floors and yet he was sure she had not said they were not for people. Maybe they were for paper and people. Tobias content to decide that this was probably true. The boy perhaps not acting as a truly good Beta in that moment as he set about creating that artwork upon his companions face. Tobias drawing a rather shaky and yet (surprisingly) decent pair of glasses onto Alexis' features, along with a rather comical handlebar moustache. That deviant snickering again in clear delight before Alexis stirred once more. Tobias glancing downward as he finished that moustache to meet Alexis' open gaze. The poor woman undoubtedly.....surprised to find Tobias leaning over her.

"Pretty!"

That ready odd looking grin so found his features then. Tobias hurriedly hiding that marker pen behind his back as he lent away from the young woman, resting atop his knees then as he so attempted to appear very near....innocent. As if he had not spent that past few minutes drawing upon her face.

"I...was....watching Pretty....sleep."

Well. At least he was honest about that.


madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push


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