Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.
The VooDoo Room
The newly opened Eternity is an expensive fine dining restaurant nestled high upon the hills of the North - providing it a breathtaking view of the city below. The award-winning chefs at Eternity collaborate directly with local farmers and producers to source the freshest ingredients for its ever-changing menu. The staff at Eternity pride themselves on serving each customer's unique dietary needs - from the vampiric to the mortal races. Reservations are strongly encouraged as Eternity is frequently booked to capacity.
Located in the heart of the North, the Voodoo Room is the spirits lover's destination of choice in Sacrosanct. The Voodoo room is a craft cocktail bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. Nestled among the William Morris wallpaper, gold, and wood, you will find a new kind of neighborhood cocktail bar. One where hospitality and skill work in concert. With intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe, the Voodoo room will keep you coming back for more. Guided by the mantra of providing a one of a kind, high-end experience, the Voodoo Room's mixologists meet the highest standards with a fantastically themed selection of cocktails and specials.
Dark, Gothic, and thoroughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's lavish, theatrical suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence, and luxury. From the Vestry to the Library and the Armory, the suites of the Witchery are nothing short of sensually romantic. A stay at the Witchery is not complete without dining in the rich baroque surroundings of the original oak-paneled hotel or among the elegant candle-lit charms of the Secret Garden. Whether you stay or dine, The Witchery is an unforgettably magical experience.
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
It was the casual use of the term magic that has Jack's mind toying with a new idea. So she wasn't a fake - she truly did have powers in the realm of sorcery. There were so many witches out there that barely dabbled in all the witchy things - and the ones that Jack had run into... well, let's just say he was rather unimpressed by them. It was so very rare for the young vampire to find someone who did, in fact, play with sorcery. Though, it was a simple tarot reading, he could hear the truthfulness in her words as she admits she wasn't sure to the accuracy, and even then she's honest about the magic running through those cards. When she offers her own tarot reading, his gaze meets hers again for a brief moment, his intrigue growing. "A dark journey?" He questions casually as he shifts in his seat, "Sounds like an adventure," he states, that boyish grin returning, "I don't think a change in your world view is necessarily a bad thing, don't you think?" He asks before downing the rest of that terribly girlish drink.
It isn't long before he's inquiring about her line of work, the woman turning to face him in that moment as she explains her shop. Ah, a true witch's parlor it seemed. It seemed like his evening was getting better by the moment, his gaze locked onto her with an intensity that wasn't there before. What he wasn't expecting, however, was the way she reaches out a hand and touches her finger to his chest, the man glancing down at her slender limb, the scent of her blood wafting upwards and into his nostrils. Jack was still a young a vampire, the man hardly adept at controlling those more... primal urges. His eyes narrow in almost a predatory gaze, the feel of his canines elongating within his mouth. Lifting his blue eyes to match her stormy gaze, he has to resist the urge to grab that arm and sink his fangs into her wrist. Her sultry words distract him enough and when she finally pulls away from him, he releases a quiet breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.
Blinking at her, the wink thrown his way, clears the fog that had come over his mind. Shoving down those beastly urges, his fangs retract swiftly and he grins at her again. He returns to their conversation, clear minded once more, "And for the right price, would you dabble in, let's say, darker magic?" He asks casually, turning away briefly to order a beer. The bartender quickly returns with the amber bottle, Jack reaching out and grasping it before taking a swig, washing away the rest of her scent that lingered on his tongue. It's then that he offers payment, his lips turning upwards in a knowing smile as she asks for the cash, her hand extending, palm upward. Chuckling, he reaches into his inside pocket of his suit and produces a small wad of cash, placing it in the woman's hand, careful not to touch her. It was far more than any psychic would ever ask for and yet, he had a distinct feeling this woman was... more material than most witches he had met. The simple offer of payment was what seemed to entice the woman in the first place.
Not that it bothered Jack.
Still, he returns his hand to himself, the other wrapping around the bottle of beer before taking another drink. "Miss Dubois, would you like to make a deal with me?" He asks after a moment, Jack hardly the person to be so direct and yet, Serafina didn't know Hayes, or how his own power worked. Truly, no one really did, he was careful to always slip that little bit of secrecy into his own contracts. Jack still wasn't entirely sure if she would be useful, she could be simply toying with him to spend an absurd amount of money at her shop and yet, he had a feeling she could do what he asked - create something a little darker that he could use to his for his own purposes, especially when brooking deals with certain... companies. His boyish grin returns after a moment, his blue eyes watching her carefully.