East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
Barista Alexis Wilde

Red on the Water

Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone's throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flair befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city's most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Griffin

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

a little bit older with a black leather jacket


Posted on July 28, 2020 by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON-ARAGONA
East

Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

I thought you knew I was filthy rich
I thought you knew I never answer my phone
I thought you knew I was a late night with a bad bite I thought you knew.

How baffling it was to consider a kiss that could be birthed from sheer hatred. The Incubus had, of course, experienced a myriad of kisses - he had felt the heady passion in lips that desired so much more, he'd felt the gentle caress of lips that gifted far too much adoration, the exploratory kisses of men who had yet to come to terms with their prolifications...but never a kiss that held hatred for him. Regret. Remorse. Self-hated. Yes, yes, yes. How curious he found himself to experience that which he had thus far lacked. Given the present state of the young woman beside him, and the colorful bruises she spoke of that still were imprinted upon the pallor of her flesh, it hardly looked like the type of kiss that had been gentle in any fashion...and she...the dear, sweet Illy, hardly seemed like the sort of girl who might enjoy even a bit of roughness between the sheets. The train of thought prompted the Italian Prince's inquiry on whether or not she had enjoyed that kiss. Her refusal only confirmed that which he had already begun to suspect. The almost gentle suggestion that it was a bad kiss, at least for her, was one that Illy seemed to repeat with an almost steadfast agreement, her head nodding firmly.

How Sebastian strove, even so, to ensure that topic held a hint of lightheartedness to it, that small simper so gently toying at his features even as the girl blundered out without the slightest ounce of hesitation. The vampire, admittedly, hardly minded. After all, to properly court a woman...any woman...required a degree of patience and attentiveness that Sebastian was more than willing to provide. The vampire was well aware of the manner in which the young girl seemed to almost lean into his side as she spoke, that comfortableness had been exactly what he had been striving for. Her careful, albeit longwinded examination of kisses, however, led the Englishman to a rather astute observation. In all of the fae girl's life, it seemed she had been denied a truly good kiss. The very suggestion seemed to prompt a feminine giggle from his lips as she declared him right in this, amongst other things. A soft chuckle reverberated upon his lips, the Prince content to merely join her in her brief merriment. Her sudden inquiry of his experience with kisses caused his brow to rise. Oh, how well he knew what a truly good kiss felt like, what they tasted like. How it made him long for those easy evenings with his husband, unbothered by guests when they had spent the remaining hours of their evenings wrapped in each other's bodies. "Yes, I believe I have," Sebastian answered, forcing his thoughts away from the man who awaited him back in the Northern estate.

For a moment, an almost comfortable silence befell the couple, Illiana so clearly absorbed within her own thoughts. The vampire, however, made no effort to break it, assured she would share those considerations once she had properly formed them, and indeed, he hardly had to wait long before she inquired after a very phrase that was all but foreign to him. Inquisitively, Sebastian repeated her inquiry, Illiana quick to confirm he had heard her correctly. She leaned closer towards him as if imparting some great secret upon him and yet, Sebastian was ever game as he followed suit. Her definition of that 'kiss attack' only left him considering just how many of his own victims might declare the vampire capable of such 'assaults'. The brief thought, however, was interrupted as the fae girl reached out to touch his arm, her slender physique moving ever closer in a way that ensnared the entirety of the Englishman's attention. She moved ever closer towards his face and, instinctively, his lips parted, entirely prepared for the 'kiss' part of this so-called 'attack'. It was almost unfortunate that he should be left with little more than a shout of surprise, the vampire leaning back with raised brows ever just slightly as she beamed up at him, completing her explanation. "I...didn't expect that," Sebastian admitted with a simper quickly blossoming across his features, and truthfully....he most certainly hadn't.

Her sudden query of hate, however, was one Sebastian was more than willing to answer, providing the Prince with a moment to recompose himself again. Admittedly, hate was not an emotion that the Incubus was well acquainted with. Nor, it seemed, was Illiana for that matter. That very idea that the red-headed vampire might want to kiss attack Illiana was...laughable, Sebastian almost struggling to hold in that chuckle. Still, it was with that topic of kisses in mind that the Englishman inquired whether or not she might like to experience a good kiss. The offer, it seemed, had caught the fae girl off guard entirely as her silver irises widened in blatant surprise. His head bobbed gently as she stammered out confirmation that he was, indeed, talking about her. That warm simper fluttered across his features as he watched her flush crimson, her blood pumping through her veins ever faster, calling to the predator beneath that stately demeanor. He watched as she seemed to consider the proposal, her lips parting to deliver an answer before Sebastian's instincts flared to life with the knowledge that another of his kind was stepping into his temporary 'territory'.

Tightly, Illiana reached out for his arm, her dainty fingers securely fastening around his bicep. Sebastian was well aware of the furious glare he was regarded with, the Englishman entirely undaunted as he met the fellow vampire's look head on with a slight narrowing of his eyes. The very proximity of the vampire to the Italian Prince was enough to prompt his entourage to attention and yet, none yet approached with the small shake of Sebastian's head. After all, he hardly wished to reveal exactly who he was just yet, not if it could be helped. His brow rose ever so slightly at the blatant lie that fell from the vampire's lips. There was no doubt that Illiana was...unique...but she hardly seemed sick by any meals. He glanced towards the young girl that clung to his side, her voice entirely feeble despite her attempts to appear otherwise. The silver of her irises turned upwards towards her as she pleaded for his safety, and gingerly, Sebastian offered her a reassuring smile, entirely ignoring the vampire before him. "I know, he's lying love." He offered her, gently reaching out to pat her hand as it curled around his arm.

The weight of his attention returned towards the vampire, his lips parting as he spoke. "For being your girlfriend, she doesn't smell of you at all. I think..perhaps...it's time for you to leave." Those sharpened canines flashed but briefly in a clear hint of his own threat before Sebastian's hand rose to gesture briefly towards his guards. "Yes, Your Highness?" The guard closest to him inquired as the pair approached the table, each standing along the red-headed vampire's side. "Illiana and I are ready to leave. Get the bouncer for this gentleman...I'd rather not create an international incident." Sebastian was afforded a small bow before one his guards shifted towards the hallway, clearly intending to fetch the man in question. The second guard, however, moved all the closer towards his prince, his hand settled on his weapon with clear intent as he turned to face the red-headed man. "Please move along, sir."

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