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
don't forget about my dollar bird
Posted on March 12, 2022 by Malia
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Sometimes the man looked a little confused but he didn't say anything so Malia kept on going. After all, she wasn't aware that Were's and other supernaturals were a secret or anything in the human world so why shouldn't he know what she was talking about? Frost just made it clear that taking her clothes off and shifting in front of everyone was frowned upon or something like that. The shape he made with the dollar bill was mesmerizing but she hated that he threw it to the ground like that. What was it supposed to do, fly or something? Yeah right. He said it was meant to be an airplane and she grimaced a little. Of course he'd want to call it something so boring and human. She'd much rather think of it as a bird. She tilted her head though, listening to him before she shrugged. "Coins at the arcade lead to lots of fun. I can play there all night. I don't know about much else they can do, though." She mostly agreed, anyway. At one point in the conversation, he almost looked like he wanted to ask more, but the man held his tongue. Oh well, he'd be sure to say something eventually, she was sure. The human asked her to show him where her favorite place was and Malia all but lit up as she started walking toward the little diner Henry showed her before. "This way." When she asked about the bird he made, the man was very kind, saying he would make her another one that could fly. A brow quirked at that and she turned her head to him, a little suspicious. "So they can fly sometimes? I'd have to see that." The woman smirked to herself as she kept walking. Soon enough, they reached the diner and she slid into a booth. The waitress hesitated when she saw them, her gaze staying on Malia a little too long like she was debating whether she wanted to deal with this today or not. But finally, the other woman sighed and rolled her eyes a little before putting on her best polite smile and heading over. "Your usual, hon?" Malia grinned and gave a nod before the waitress turned to him. "And what about you, darling?" |
Replies
- Paper please - By Tipson Cavendar on March 27, 2022 at 11:16 PM
- let it fly - By Malia on April 12, 2022 at 7:22 PM