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

can we just say goodnight?


Posted on April 02, 2020 by Raylin Chike
West

Raylin Chike


Raylin was absolutely fascinated with the musical prowess that had graced the stage. It wasn't often a live performance ever attended in the seedier parts of the city. Most people came here for a good game of pool and to get wasted in solitude. Ray frequented this particular bar simply because she worked here and she rather enjoyed the pool tables. There was no where else in the city you could get a good game in with her current attire. Though, the woman had to admit - a game of billiards was the last thing on her mind as she bobbed her head along with the beat. Over the course of his set, she found herself humming along to the more musical parts of his songs. She might have peeled away from her seat to chat with the Asian man but a very accented lyrical voice sounds behind her.

Surprised, Ray spins in her seat to find that voice belong to a rather beautiful woman who didn't quite fit the usual clientele of the bar. Setting her beer down, she gives the blonde woman her full attention as a pretty smile stretches across her lips, "Thank you!" Ray responds enthusiastically, "I feel like it helps express who I am," she laughs lightly before holding a hand out, "I'm Ray. Are you Italian? I love your accent!" She responds in kind only to be briefly interrupted by the artist coming to sit on the other side of the blonde woman. Ray watches him for a moment, as he lights a cigarette and rather broodily orders a drink. Tilting her head in curiosity, she leans forward, successfully invading the blonde woman's space.

Reaching a hand out to snag the man's attention, she hardly notices the pink drink in front of the woman, "Hey, you" she raises her voice to get the man's attention as a grin slides into space. Shifting her arm forward again to tap in front of him, she accidentally catches her jacket on the pink drink, only to send it toppling forward. Snapping her hand back quickly, she realizes a moment too late that the momentum of her jacket sends the drink falling right into the man's lap. Wincing, she pushes herself to a standing position, her mouth parting slightly in shock, "Oh my god - I am so sorry!" She exclaims, quite embarrassed at the mess she had just caused. "Can I get a towel? Crap, I'm really sorry," she moves around the blonde and takes the towel that's handed over the counter. "Here," she gives it to him before retrieving the second towel the bartender offers.

Turning to the blonde woman, she winces again noticing the spatter of pink along the girl, "Oh no, I'm sorry I got it on you too!" Ray exclaims a bit exasperated as she starts dabbing at the mess on the counter. Well, she supposed that was one way to strike up a conversation.

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