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
the stars in their orbits
Posted on May 15, 2014 by NADYA
and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon
Tetradore's paranoia when it came to the people they came across in town seemed unjustified in this moment. Whatever he was still hiding Nadya didn't know and couldn't fathom something that the three large cats couldn't take down together in the first place. The woman before her was deemed harmless and as such Nadya moved completely away from the protective barrier of rubble to greet her properly.
"As long as you have teeth then you can still do some damage. What kind are you anyways?"
She didn't have the nerve to tell the woman that what she did would have been considered child's play with her pack mate, not wanting to risk scaring her off already. There was a certain protocol with being a Were that you didn't ask what another was, it was a personal question that was like asking someone what color underwear they were wearing, but Nadya's curiosity outweighed her social graces. Her footsteps hardly made a sound as she slid by the woman back down the path of the warehouses, watching her to see if she would follow as before.
"I'm Nadya by the way. Would you like some coffee? I was just heading to the café. I can't go back without getting coffee and some food."
The coffee was for her, to keep her morning nerves from strangling Tobias, and the food was for him to distract him if only momentarily. She didn't really know why they butted heads so much, she usually got along with just about everyone, but for some reason his feral ways still rubbed her wrong. He was much more amicable in his feline form but that did nothing to ease his instincts. Nadya was determined to one day to take on the project of teaching him but figured it was going to be like Jane teaching Tarzan and would take a lot of patience...and a lot of coffee. Nadya's thoughts had drifted off as they so often do, coming back to reality once remembering she wasn't alone, or rather that she wasn't supposed to be alone anymore. She slowed in her strides to ensure the woman was following. Her bloodline may have been Alpha, a leader that demanded following but she was also young and didn't draw that power to the surface very often.
"What brought you here anyways?"
Everyone had a past, whether simple or traumatic, Nadya always enjoyed listening to the stories of people's lives.
Nadya Tetradore
Replies
- tsunami - By Alexis Wilde on May 18, 2014 at 5:55 AM