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

Black Market

Just like any city - Sacrosanct is not without it's deep, dark underbelly. Hidden in the graffiti-ridden streets of the West, behind closed warehouse doors, lies the Black Market. Forever moving, it's nearly impossible to find without knowing someone who knows someone. Anything you desire can be brought for a hefty price within the Black Market - be it drugs, weapons, or lives.

What You'll Find Here

Edge of the Circle

Cull & Pistol

Hidden within the dark alleyways of the Western Ward, Cull & Pistol is a dim, often smoky bar. With a small variety of bottled and craft beers, Cull & Pistol is a quaint little neighborhood joint. With its no-frills moto, the dingy bar offers little more than liquor, music from an old jukebox, and a few frequently occupied pool tables.

Bartender Raylin Chike

Noah's Ark

Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark (known simply as The Ark) is a sleek superyacht known both for its fight rings and recent...renovations, of sorts. Accessible from an entrance hidden in the shadows, The Ark is a veritable Were-playground that specializes in fighting tournaments for all creatures great and small. With both singles and doubles tournaments to compete in, the title of Ark Champion is hotly contested amongst the Were population. If anything illegal is going on in the city it's sure to be happening within the back rooms or behind the ring-side bar. Note: This is a Were only establishment. All other species will be swiftly escorted out.
Home of: Nightshade

Owner Aiden Tetradore

Co-owner Tobias Cain
Bar Manager Mira Ramos
Bartender Henry Tudor
Waitress Carolina Bedford

Syn

Within the turbulent industrial district lies this club. The warehouse doesn't look like much on the outside but it provides a memorable experience from the state of the art lighting, offbeat Victorian-inspired artwork, comfortable black leather lounges, and the infamous 'black light' room. There is a wide variety of alcohol that lines the shelves of both of the magical and ordinary variety. It is a common stomping ground for the supernatural who want to let loose and dance the night away to the music that floods the establishment. Humans are most welcome if they dare.

Owner Risque Voth

Manager Darcy Blackjack
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

the stars in their orbits


Posted on May 21, 2014 by NADYA
West

and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon


Whatever Tobias had been doing while Nadya shopped, causing those delighted childish peals of laughter, at least let her know he was still there. It was when children were quiet that you had to question what they were getting in to, and by that point there wasn't much more damage that he could do to the store...or so one would think. When she returns though she sees in him a deviation from that innocence that echoed in the closed store to a tenseness of body language that she was unfamiliar with, though did note how his eyes lingered over her, contemplating her change in outfit, a look she wasn't used to coming from him. At first Nadya thought he would protest such an outfit like her parents but when he said nothing she didn't feel it necessary to ask what he thought about it, for just as she thought his 'sexiness' was lost on him she felt that her own outfit would be lost on him as well. As she stands there with her back to him another involuntary shiver runs through her at the skim of his skin against hers, a memory of the ghost of his breath on her neck from earlier, and wished her mind and body wouldn't react and just forget the whole thing.

His quick retreat from her finds Nadya raising a brow, watching him mumble and stumble about, the change in his mood seemingly different this time other than just his normal frustration at her brother's absence. "Yes, yes, we can go now." An exasperated sigh escaped her lips as her fingers mused with her hair again, fussing and raking her fingers through it to create a somewhat messy style, ceasing when she felt it lay just right over her shoulders, framing slightly the ample cleavage that the outfit displayed. The fact that Weres ran hotter, requiring a lot more of a chill to become cold, was probably the only reason she was able to get away wearing such an outfit without goosebumps raising her flesh from the night air. Her gaze stared momentarily on the mess Tobias had created but couldn't bring herself to care enough to clean it up, also debating grabbing her old clothes which lay abandoned in the women's department, but her current outfit was a much nicer trade so leaving that pair behind hardly mattered.

She turned right back again to face Tobias, catching him staring at her legs as the fabric slipped to reveal the creamy expanse of them at her movements, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. So he wasn't as oblivious as he would have her think, or at least try and play off...there was a guy in there after all that could be distracted by a feminine form. Although it meant nothing for Nadya it was a tidbit of useful information to stash away for future. As it was she moved to follow him from the store, herding him effectively back to their original target. "I hope Tetra will stay...but we have to show him that we can be a better pack for him. You know, you could try not being so...grumpy all the time, and then he'll probably want to stay." Nadya brought up one delicate finger, lightly poking Tobias in the arm, both testing and proving a point at the same time as they left the shop and drifted down the short ways to Syn, the hypnotic thumping of the music growing louder as they got closer.


Nadya Tetradore


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