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!

What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

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.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes 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 the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn 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 with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

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

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Posted on August 19, 2014 by Felicity
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Her pulse raced yet complacent she remained, hidden, tucked away under the pile of things that held her from direct contact. From there she listened, clever as the rouse that kept Tobi searching ravenously, perturbed with the notion that he wasn't as good as he thought he was. She hadn't a clue how good predators were at things like this, she couldn't fathom it as she wasn't a predator herself, just as surely as it was for him to have trouble finding one who was really good at hiding. As he stormed the house she questioned whether or not to partake was her wisest choice but smoothed it over, he was fed, with as much as she had she doubted he would be hungry still...his second self might've begged to differ but human stomachs could only take so much.

When she heard him enter the bedroom it was with a strong surge of assurance that he appeared before the closet door and swung it open without restraint, the look of plain excitement turned sour when he was faced with nothing but stuff heaped before him. Still as she was seeing that face only beckoned her response which was stifled when he started to pull apart her shelter. The weight lifting she chuckled with each removal under her breath until at last she appeared and his delight was met in some expected result of an exclamation. Taking up her hands upon the floor she moved just right to plant her feet firmly beneath her as he turned away, pushing her weight forward then standing up before dusting off her shorts; this was more of habit than to really relieve herself of anything in particular. When her attention averts upon him again it is with some soft spoken disbelief as he takes intrigue in one of her bras. He approaches it as a new mind to the thing, curious but not too curious to get too close, not entirely sure what to think of it one way or another. At first she isn't really sure how to respond, taking it in blankly with the surge of desire to become defensive rising to the surface before settling against the acceptance for what Tobi was. She questioned his upbringing, questioned all his life in the blink of an eye, then fell back on the question about the bra itself and how to go about explaining exactly what it was. Given in to the almost immature nature of Tobi she realized perhaps the line of modesty wasn't as firmly drawn, and that perhaps the best way was to show him. Wandering over she took up the bra in her left hand and took a seat on the bed, patting the empty space with her right hand unconsciously as if to invite him, as she had for the couch, but comfortable with him remaining where he was all the same.

"Well, I'll show you."

Leaving her shirt in place she brought up the bra and placed it on herself as it would have sat, holding it there for a moment but leaving the hooks and such unused as there was really no need to go to such lengths.

"It looks like this but we wear it under our shirts. It's for ladies, you don't need anything like this."

Her voice is soft and matter-of-factly, calm explanations as she would to a child, before taking the bra down and placing it back where it came from for the time being. When this was done she turned a curious eye to him, the immaturity of him wandering over other questions, though as the time progressed she had questions of other sorts that rose, some that she hoped he would be willing to answer.

"Who takes care of you? Where are they?"

She had half a mind to follow him to wherever he came from when it came down to him leaving, if only to find out who was cruel enough to put a collar on a full grown man.



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