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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.

No One Can Tocuh Me


Posted on June 22, 2015 by Calliel Alosi
Residences


Truly I had no intention today of getting into any kind of trouble. All I really wanted to do was stay in my Uncle's extremely outdated furnished home and try not to set his fuse off. Really anything I do or didn't do was something that was capable of setting my Uncle off. I could try with all my might not to do something to piss him off and yet I somehow manage to always fail at that task. I know I could never upset my Mother terribly and I would push the line with my Father, but with my Uncle it just didn't matter. I don't understand why he has to be all insensitive, cold, and extremely brash. Maybe when you have to kill supernatural creatures on a daily basis that human side needs to be tossed out. As I sit here staring at him I keep my gaze hard as I try to peer at his chest to see just what happened. I can see some of his skin start to regrow, even far from here, and I could have sworn I heard a sickening cracking pop of his broken ribs being repaired. I cannot help though to roll my eyes when he shrugs off his injury and changes the subject to the damn mugs. Which reminds me â€" I have got to go and yell at Frost for this fight I was about to have with my Uncle. Though that would have to wait, because right now I'm the one being yelled at. As he flings himself out of his chair it takes a lot of restraint to keep myself seated on the couch. I cross my arms in front of myself as I try to calmly explain, my bright blue eyes meeting his seething golden ones.

"I was safe, I was fine, my friend wasn't going to hurt me. He was a Were, but I didn't know, not until he told me. That's when I told him to get out."

Hopefully that should calm him down, but really I am sure that it would only increase his rage. I knew Frost was a Were, but if I could play my friend off as someone I knew for a while and turned him away â€" surely he would be content with that, right? Most likely no, but at least I tried. I am upset though that he would think I enjoyed putting myself in danger It wasn't like I invited Frost to come over. He just came. I was alone and it was rude to keep him on the doorstep. But now that my Uncle has the audacity to ask me about males? Trust me â€" my Father had an extremely extensive talk, and it was with the threat of a shotgun should any male come over. When Mother tried to tell me about the Birds and Bees I had to gently tell her that school had already taught us such things in science class and she wouldn't have to go into detail, which she seemed relieved, given her speech impediment. Gritting my teeth I manage to make myself stand up as I place my hands on my hips, the ultimate move that every female does when they are extremely upset.

"Yes, my parents have already had the talk. I won't be needing that from you. But did you ever think that maybe I knew how to take care of myself?"

I didn't miss his attempt at covering his words. As humans we are capable of succumbing to our natural needs. I can hear him exhale to attempt to calm himself down, but it is far too late for that. I side step around the center table and begin to head for the coat rack. Grabbing the hoodie I pull it on before I turn over to look at him. Glaring at him I turn towards him and my hands are placed back on my hips.

"So, anyone I trust might desire to hurt me one day, right? Well congratulations Uncle Azrael you hurt me. If I wanted to live with someone that had nothing but rules and that enjoyed shouting at others â€" I would have stayed with the Hartfords!"

Quickly I open the front door and I stand at the doorway glaring at him, before I shout venomously at him.

"I'm going out â€" don't wait up."

I slam the door violently behind me and I just march off. I don't care that it is night. I don't care that I have no idea where I am going. I just know I need to get away from him and cool off somewhere. My final words promised that I would return to his place. I would. But I just need to go somewhere and think. Being away from my Uncle should calm me down enough and hopefully my absence will calm him down too.

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable