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

:: And You All Thought I Couldn't Rock Leather ::


Posted on May 26, 2014 by Tobias
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Her demand that he should attempt to appear more 'happy' in an effort to further encourage Tetra to stay with them results in an awkward attempt at a smile that looks entirely akin to the look one gives an innocent being before they attempt to lure them into a dark alley or an unmarked van, his efforts to force a smile looking like a decidedly toothy, lopsided grin that would be better placed upon a hyena. That he tried however, is perhaps the point to be taken from this, the boy stumbling rather uselessly after the girl as she hooks her arm through his own, features instantly turned into a look of disdain at such a foreign gesture, entirely unable to understand the meaning behind it as she very near drags the surprisingly well-dressed boy up to the bouncer. Her acts at flirtation upon the heavily muscled individual seem to be given to effect near every male in the vicinity, Tobias' own dark eyes drawn towards her hand as she suggestively trails the line of her neck, delicately seeming to highlight her cleavage and yet, whereas the bouncers eyes are so readily drawn to her slender, sultry figure, the young man is given to do little more than frown, head tilting slightly as he actually attempts to look for the missing ID she cannot seem to locate. He hardly knows what an ID is, yet her determination to find it readily sets his Hunters Instinct into overdrive as his gaze sweeps her scantily glad figure for this missing object.

"You don't hav-"

He is fortunately cut short as they are rather suddenly waved inside, the unwilling young man dragged further and further into the depths of the club, light and music overwhelming him entirely, the boy never having experienced such a place within his life and finding he dislikes it immensely, his senses blurred and confused within the mass of bodies, vampire, human, witch and warlock- yet the distant lack of Were's remains evident to him all the same, the reek of Death clearly unnoticed by Nadya, the girl seeming entirely taken with the place until he is very suddenly separated from her in the mass of bodies, dark chocolate eyes unable to adjust to the flashing lights as he frantically back pedals once more in some effort to be away, to stop them touching him, to find somewhere...anywhere with air he can breathe, every instinct within his frame screaming for him to remove himself from such a place. He knows Tetra is here and yet why he cannot understand. Tet never liked crowds....never, nothing about this...place seeming to hold any true connection to his leader as the gangly young boy leaps suddenly sideways, a young vampire woman brushing up against him, form hitting the wall in some effort to escape her- though it would seem she remains intent upon her target, a salacious grin tracing her features as one finger trails upward to catch a lock of his ever-scruffy ebony hair. Ooooh I haven't seen you before baby, your very cute now aren't you. His eyes only manage to widen before another hand, this one far more firm clamps down against his shoulder, jerking him sideways and towards a rather angry looking male vampire. Perhaps, had Tobias any true sense of socialisation he may well have acted in some manner vaguely human, as it is he simply reacts to being grabbed, the shock of such an action as sudden as his reaction, head twisting to sink his teeth straight into the vampire man's hand. Even in human form his bite force is exceptional, the vampire luck perhaps that such an action was done more in fear then true attempt to harm, perhaps saving him from any finger loss. The pain however, quickly makes itself known, the man ripping his hand free as Tobi simply ducks back into the crowd, hurriedly attempting to find either of his companions, already well aware the vampire is searching.

Dark eyes once more frantically comb the mass of bodies, the light and music seeming again to disorient him as he stumbles over his feet yet again, one hand coming to rest against what appears to be a very large, very colourful fish-tank of sorts, the blue of the water, light up as it is, casting a near hypnotic glow over one part of the dance floor. The colour however, is not what so readily distracts the boys attention dark eyes falling rapidly upon the rather large, rather colourful and expensive Koi that seem to inhabit it. For a moment the young man is very near given to forget his entire purpose within the nightclub, predatory instincts seeming to override his fear in this moment as he steps neatly atop a rather plush sofa, peering into the depths of the water below- this liquid barrier however, readily stops any further attempts. His loathes water, fears it entirely and as such refuses to touch it, hands merely gripping the rim of the glass- before one fish seems to seal it's own fate, the beautiful white and gold Koi gracing the surfaces, perhaps having anticipated food- only to have it's tail seized by the Werecat as it is hauled out of the water in a shower of water that sees several patrons scream and run.

Tobias however- looks thoroughly pleased with himself as he grips his prize, hurriedly shaking it free of any remaining liquid before rather abruptly proceeding to beheaded it right there and then with his teeth, more than one vampire even having the urge to squirm as he proceeds to eat it as if it were no more than a large, slimy, raw hot dog, the boy given a remarkably wide berth now, the very crowd seeming to part out of his way as he wanders and munches, oblivious to his massacre of a 126 year old Koi worth far more then nearly anything else in the club. It is this moment however, in which his eyes are given to fall upon Nadya as she dances, the man beside her spotted within the same moment as dark eyes flicker from one individual to the next. He is unable to perceive emotions at the best of times and us such cannot identify what it is that is given to stir within himself in these moments, eyes narrowing darkly as a growl of sorts coils within his throat. Perhaps he does fight with Naddy constantly- yet she is still pack, his companion to protect his....possession and the sight of anything else male nearby seems to result in a rather intense reaction. His half consumed fish is tucked neatly into the back of his jeans (because where else does one put a half-eaten fish?), hands balled into fists as he shoves his way towards her.

"Naddy....stop it."

That she cannot seem to hear him results in little more then his agitation rising, the barest hint of Leopard gold seeming to flash within that dark gaze before he storms forward again, his own towering height allowing him to stand readily over the young man that dances with her, his body...far to close to her then Tobias deems acceptable, assured Tet would not approve as one hand seizes the other man's collar, jerking him violently backward as he is tossed like a rag doll to the floor beneath Tobi's human strength alone, a ring of sorts beginning to form around them as a number of creatures halt in their dancing to stare at what is sure to be a fight- as the shaggy haired boy swings back to Naddy.

"I don't...like it...when you....do that near....other men."

He cannot understand why simply knows he dislikes it and as such is content to act upon it. This time however, he gives her no chance to argue, striding forward to rather suddenly grasp the young woman, lifting her effortlessly up and into one arm, very near tossing her over his shoulder, hardly caring for what she might think before he takes off again, leaving her to kick and flail as much as she might want. He does not like it here, he simply wants to find his Alpha and get out, senses readily searching for Tetradore now, pivoting in place once more, heading rapidly for the rear of the club where he knows the other man is, Nadya over one shoulder, his fish in his pocket, chocolate eyes alight the moment he spots his favoured companion.

"Tetra!"

That he might not be happy to see them has never really occurred to him. He is here to bring his companion home- come hell or high water.




my claws are long and sharp, my lord
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