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    The Residences

    Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

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    Anacosta Heights

    11 residents

    Anacosta Heights

    Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

    Rowena MetcalfSebastian Ellington-AragonaKohl JonesDareios Auerbach Dorian Ellington-AragonaAmelia MarekIórkæll DværgAndras SteinColumbia De LÉvÊque Lisé DupontVitani Lovelace
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    Dupont Circle

    5 residents

    Dupont Circle

    Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. Although these houses are somewhat small (often two to three bedrooms) they feature back yards, porches, garages and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and for the neighborhood as a whole.

    Adelaide LabelleJohnathan HolmesGia Jones William TownsendMaera Carrick
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    Hawethorn Village

    5 residents

    Hawethorn Village

    Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawethorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three story townhouses, often with a one to two car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces.

    Serafina DuboisAnastasia RomanovaLazarus DarayMiyako AikenElain Daray
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    River Dale

    9 residents

    River Dale

    River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold true to the victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans and the occasional brick beams.

    Isolt GriffinAlekai EveroKillian CarrickMalakai KanaitaCarolina BedfordSterling TenembrageEmerson NavarroBeylani RoseBenjamin Andreev
and I will love you even when we're dust amongst the stars 166.137.143.66Posted On January 10, 2018 at 8:33 PM by vhalla solarn

you could rattle the stars.
you could do anything,
if only you dared


What an interesting predicament the woman has found herself in. Though, it was hardly unusual, the woman having shown herself into several homes before with complete disregard for others’ privacy. If they wanted to keep her out they would have to take at least some measure… like locking the front door. So, as she lets herself in, it takes her only a moment before she’s walking through that kitchen, searching for that honey blonde woman, secretly praying that Lazarus would be out for the evening. What she finds is neither. Instead, she finds a tattooed man sprawled out on the couch, the man a stranger to Vhalla as she leans on the door frame, those icy eyes taking him in. He looked comfortable, like he belonged, the woman’s first train of thought immediately thinking that he is Ellie’s boyfriend. Yet, he shoots it down almost instantly.

Vhalla folds her arms over her chest, brows raised in amusement then, encouraging him to go on as he leans back onto that couch, his arms slung across the back. As he explains who he is, Vhalla merely shrugs her shoulders at him, her hip leaning casually against that doorframe, “Funny, they never mentioned you,” Vhalla says a bit blandly as her eyes dart to that tattoos that line his arms and neck. “Vhalla, I’m one of Ellie’s friends,” she explains then, hardly admitting that she had any relationship with Lazarus. The assassin wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to be associated with him considering their… recent interactions. “Nice to meet you Donovan, do you know where Ellie is?” She asks, though before she can get an answer, the sound of footsteps can be heard on the stairs as her icy eyes turn towards the stairwell revealing a half naked and very surprised Lazarus.

Vhalla watches him for a moment, her face entirely void of emotion though she can’t help the way her eyes trail his muscled frame, those images of the night they spent together rising in the back of her mind. She almost has to physically shove those out as her eyes travel to meet his gaze once more. She notes the way his gaze shifts to Donovan then, asking if he had let her in. Blue eyes narrow slightly, replying before Donovan can get the chance to, “I let myself in,” she murmurs, her voice dry as she turns to watch him move to the kitchen, momentarily forgetting that there was another man sitting on the couch. When he mentions that Ellie is in the shower, she hardly shifts her gaze away from him, “I’ll just wait until she’s done then,” she states, leaving no room for argument as her whole body turns to watch Lazarus walk away from her, moving farther into the townhouse.

She can’t help but let her eyes travel his bareback, her blue eyes lingering on those red marks along his back. The moment her gaze meets those lines, her eyes widen slightly, her nostrils flare as their night together comes rushing back, her scent changing entirely in that moment as she digs her fingers into her arms. Why in the hell was she remembering this now? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shove the memory of him away. She could almost feel the way he touched her again, the way he growled her name. Involuntarily, she takes a step towards him, sucking her bottom lip in to chew on before she realized just what she was doing. Halting in her movements, she narrows her eyes and turns away from him again, hoping he didn’t catch that lustful expression that had so crossed her features in those moments.

She can hear when he pops that top off of that bottle, her throat instantly parched. She wouldn’t mind taking a hit or several, though, she wouldn’t be getting drunk with Lazarus anytime soon, not after what had happened last time. The woman having a ridiculously hard time distracting herself, she turns back to the man on the couch, turning her back on Laz, though she can feel those green eyes bore into her. Ignoring him, “So, do you live here or something? I’m surprised I haven’t run into you before,” Vhalla states, trying her hardest from turning around to stare at the man she had slept with.

Vhalla Solarn

To the stars who listen- and the dreams that are answered



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