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

in the moment you could be honest, you could wake up


Posted on March 20, 2022 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you


It was peculiar to Tetradore how often his sibling seemed to have run-ins with the supernatural authority. For all her ties with the Hunter organization, albeit perhaps unknown to her, they should have been the least of her worries. His very puzzlement over this seemed to only further provoke the woman's ire over her situation as she grumbled about the theft over her clothes, prompting the man to glance again at the bizarre blue suit she was wearing. Why, he couldn't help but to wonder, would Dark Hunters keep her for any length of time, unless it was to traffic her and her children, presuming said hunters were unassociated with the Council. Still, that would hardly explain the year she had been gone. He watched as his sister moved past him, his features twisting into a frown at his sibling's presumptuousness that she would be welcome into his house. His arms crossed over his chest, one brow rising as he turned to face his sister's retreating form, only to inform her that she had neither clothes nor a room to sleep in. His very announcement seemed to shock her as she paused upon the staircase, her features showing her confusion though he could scarcely understand why.

It was her inquiry of her clothes that was by far the easiest to answer, considering her other questions had hardly been completed in the first place. His baritone voice was a soft, almost apathetic rumble, "You took them all." She had been quite clear when she had moved out of the Ark. The boat had been long deemed 'unfit' for her children even before her love affair with the man that had once been his enemy. He watched as his sibling took several steps back down the stairs and towards him, her very words prompted a soft chuckle of disbelief from the man as his head shook ever so slightly. She was quick to agree to borrowing someone else's clothes, only to question his behavior. "Nadya, this hasn't been your home for years. You made it very clear you wanted nothing to do with me anymore so why the fuck are you here now and not off with your fucking boyfriend?" It baffled him how she acted as if everything was fine, as if she was still the little sister he once strove so hard to care for instead of the grown woman who had betrayed him, blamed him, and then left him.

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