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 September 02, 2018 by Troy Marks
Residences

He was feeling drained from using his powers but he still wouldn't mind if she drank from him to heal her wound. He knew she would heal faster from fairy blood over human and he wanted her well. All he needed was something to eat and drink and maybe a nap and he should be good. He guzzled down the Gatorade and then turned to find her in the doorway. That soft smile about broke his heart. He knew she wanted to take care of him just as much as he wanted to take care of her. She followed him to the table and when he patted the chair, he noticed that she had a wooden spoon in hand. He smirked. "Need something to chow down on? You know I don't mind a little bite or two." He gave her a playful wink but he knew she wanted to keep herself from losing control on him through her pain. Didn't mean he couldn't tease her a little though. He waited for her to tell him she was ready before he began, not wanting to make any move without knowing she was prepared for the pain.

He still hated the idea of hurting her. As he poured the alcohol on the wound, she hissed and her fangs came out. He raised a brow in amusement before handing her the bottle. His lips quirked as she promptly turned the bottle up before putting the wooden spoon in her mouth. He waited just a moment more before proceeding, slowly sliding the tweezers into the wound. She started to scream but he knew he couldn't stop now or he'd just have to do it again. He blocked out the screams, hating that she was going through this but knowing it was necessary to further help her. "I know, baby. I'm sorry, almost got it." He whispered softly. He felt like he needed to say something, anything, to comfort her as much as he could. He glanced up only momentarily as staff members stuck their heads in with all the noise but Amelia beat him to the punch, glaring at them until they went away. He almost felt sorry for them, but he couldn't help the twinkle of amusement in his eyes as he glanced at Amelia before concentrating again on the wound.

"There." He murmured as he grabbed the bullet and slowly pulled it from the wound. Once it was out, he got up to clean it in the sink. He turned back as she thanked him. "I'll pull a bullet out of you any time, love." He murmured with a cheeky smirk. He saw her putting pressure to the wound and his brows furrowed. "Is it healing yet? You still need blood." She said she didn't mind him sending the bullet to the Council and he nodded, grateful. He knew it would help them find the shooters and anyone they were working for in case any escaped tonight. He watched her apply bandaging to the wound, a soft scowl on his lips. He went to go to her but she got up and moved to the blood warmer, grabbing some blood. He watched as she drank some, knowing now was not the time to tell her to drink from him instead. She'd only argue and she looked like she needed some sleep. He moved to her, offering an arm. "Let's get you to bed, my love."


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