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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    owned by Adelaide Labelle
    3 employees

    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

    Owner Adelaide Labelle

    Barkeeper Killian Carrick
    Waitress Abigail Hughes
    Waitress Elain Daray

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

:: He'll Only Break Your Heart ::124.170.233.220Posted On August 20, 2014 at 1:40 AM by Tobias

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The moment the boy begins to run the Were moves to watch him, Tobias remaining within his tree all the same and yet those eyes of dark chocolate rest heavily upon him, flashing with delight and desire in equally parts, delighted, clearly, with the prospect of a chase as a growl of delicious anticipation curls thickly within his throat. His motion is halted however, by the sudden words of the wolf within his mind as he reluctantly turns back towards the canine whom rests beneath his tree, head tilting slightly in some sense of intrigue before he simply grins and nods, assuring the wolf he does in fact desire the wicked boy be brought right back. How dare something run from him, he is lord of the West after all and while this may not exactly be….the west, Tobias is entirely assured that this human boy has agitated him, content to feed off of Birdie’s own energy now, each predator playing upon the other. The mentality of pack after all, is a powerful thing. Hands clap excitedly together, much like a child, as the wolf races off to do as he has commanded, the shaggy haired deviant seemingly content to enjoy this brief taste of power as the wolf charges after the terrified, running young man.

It is mere minutes later that the grey and black canine returns, Tobias content to watch from the safety of his tree branch once more, a grin of sorts teasing at his lips at the sight of the boy dangling by his shirt from the wolf’s jaws, her words once more touching his mind as he moves to suddenly swing from the tree, landing neatly, cat-like upon the earth and before the canine and her prey, waiting for Birdie to place the surely terrified creature back upon the ground as another snicker hisses from between his (once more) regular teeth.

“Birdie won.”

Whom he is talking to remains to be seen as he proceeds to crouch slightly, head tilting as he moves to examine the other boy, one hand suddenly reaching forward to poke at him, curious perhaps to see if he can entice the boy into running once more, the creature taking utter delight in the chase- just as any animal surely does. The low growls of his companion are ignored in these moments, holding no fear of the giant creature that towers above them both, his own teeth bared towards the boy once more.

“Maybe…Birdie will bite you…..maybe…I will and you will….be like us.”

That he is very well threatening to turn the boy is clear now, Were bites a truly potent thing, a simple piercing of the skin all that is needed to end this young mans humans days, to see him wither and scream in the pain of a first change and every change after that, wicked delight gleaming within those dark eyes before Birdie suddenly pauses within her growling, her words touching his mind once more, dark eyes lifting to her own beneath lashings of ebony hair- Saiyden forgotten in these moments as Tobias simply snorts, shoulders rolling in a shrug of sorts before he answers the wolf.

“Birdie….got boy for me….said I could have him but…..I do not like him. No. Does not…run good. “

His head movs to shake now, personality seeming to have shifted entirely, as if he no longer remembers having any desire to bite the poor boy, let alone torture him any further as he suddenly steps away, Saiyden said perhaps, by the young man’s inability to focus upon one thing for too long, his attention distracted entirely now- by his stomach.

“Birdie, come…we are going.”

He simply moves to pivot on his heel, victim seemingly forgotten now as he suddenly proceeds to stride off into the forest from which he came.


Tobi
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