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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.

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Posted on May 07, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
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Her request for floor plans is met with a simple nod. It was about time someone updated them regardless, the Ark hardly looked as if it had been renovated in recent months and yet the ship was so entirely large it may well have been without any outside knowledge. Besides, if Edie was offering, why not make use of her? The girls assurance that surely another entrance could be found is met with a brief look of curiosity, perhaps it could. He had already devised something of a plan for getting inside and yet how efficient it would be remained entirely to be tested. Another less guarded entrance would be more satisfactory, less time consuming and easier on all accounts.

"See what you can do then."

How content he remained with the idea of Edie and Nadya engaged in any sort of conversation he hardly, the idea did not sit wholly well with him and yet his options for now were limited as it was. How well Nadya would take to having another woman sent to ask after her brought a momentary simper to the mans lips. It would, he is sure, displease her entirely and yet a little snarkiness towards Edie would hardly be bad for the girl. If anything Nadya might well make her work for anything she hoped to achieve. A test and a task all in one. How pleasing. The sudden desires of the woman however, momentarily catch the stallion off guard, her determination hardly missed as she moves to pluck the glass from his fingertips and he finds himself easily, almost too easily, distracted by her sudden proximity. He knows entirely what she is seeking tonight, their early banter having already assured him that she may well have not been opposed to such a thing and yet the man had given it little thought beyond that. Women, where he came from, were rarely so forward- her actions so easily coaxing from him a desire for far more then just her company tonight. It had been rather a long time since any woman had actually tried to coax any such thing from him and yet it is the very memory of the last time that sees his more immediate desires paused- at least for now. There was so little Edie truly knew of him, indeed outside of Calliel and Nadya, precious few knew anything about him at all. Frost a decidedly guarded creature and purposefully so. It had been Nadya's lips on his own that had first awoken his ability to peer into the minds of others, to be able to speak directly to their minds when he chose and yet it is that very power that he queries now. Allowing himself to be that close to another might be decidedly....disastrous if some of his own thoughts, his own memories in the heat of the moment might pass directly to his partner and it is that alone that forces at least some small modicum of.....reluctant control.

"Yes, I'm considering it."

Why lie? He saw no need and yet he was considering perhaps far more than even Edie anticipated tonight as she made some attempt to pronounce the alternate alcohol he offered her- the girl hardly seeming concerned and yet perhaps it is her brash naivety he is decidedly determined to take advantage of tonight. He merely chuckles softly at her attempts before nodding, her pronunciation passable in the least before she takes it from him with the assurance she would be fine. Truly he held some genuine interest in how the girl might actually handle the drink, most people stopped at one, two or three for the stronger among them- those raised as he was, upon the frigid plains of Iceland far more resistant to its effects and yet what Edie hardly knew wouldn't harm her. At least not tonight. The smirk that laces her features at the mention of his party tricks sees the young man offer an easy shrug, his powers holding some novel use for the truly rare moments he found himself feeling inclined to be...playful.

"I have rather a few tricks, you'll see, in time."

Each word if offered, as always, in that same smooth baritone, each placed with a decidedly purposeful care as he takes a seat upon the lounge, Edie moving to join him mere moments later, her form lounging very much against his own with a decidedly singular and purposefully intent that sees a shadow of a smirk trace his lips all the same. The boldness of the girl truly was astounding, captivating in a sense, the man half content to wonder just how her skin might taste or how easy it might be to unravel her beneath him and his own heated touch. If only he could be more assured his own memories would not interfere. How unfortunate to have to save the girl- from himself. Yet- perhaps there was more then one game to be played tonight. She downs the shot easily, Frost merely moving to effortlessly pour her another before she declares her intention to take on a dare and to remember her own desires for the evening at hand. Another soft chuckle is drawn readily from his lips, the stallion downing his own shot with ease, the empty shot glass twirled about within his fingers with practised care.

"We'll see how long you remember them for, although so far your efforts at seduction are....sub-par at best."

There is a distinct tease to his voice, beneath that smooth, cool tone, the side of his lip quirking upward ever so slightly, aiming to rile the girl if only because he can. He has no intention of giving her what she wants, at least not tonight, no matter how decidedly pleasurable the thought and yet if she saw fit to tease him he saw little need not to return the favour.

"This, elskan, is how you seduce someone."

The Icelandic word rules smoothly from his tongue as he moves to effortlessly lean forward, sliding the girl onto his lap with ease as one finger slides beneath her chin, tilting her head upward to meet his lips as he brings them to her own. His power engages readily, leaving deliberately heated trails of teasing warmth in the wake of his hands as they move to glide softly down her sides to rest upon her hips, fingers teasing at the hem of her jeans and threatening to brush lower. He adjusts only as he needs, distinctly aware of just how she desires to be kissed and moving to do as such before pulling away.

"That reminds me, the dare you asked for."

The very image fades as abruptly as he had started it, Edie right where she had always been upon the end of the lounge and still leaning against him, an entirely devious smirk dancing teasingly upon his lips now. He had never moved, never touched her- his illusionary powers merely having combined so smoothly with his ability to create heat to offer her the sensation of it all the same. The man allowing several moments for her to realise she had been tricked as one eye lifts upward in a distinctly playful manner.

"See? I'm much better."

He stands easily, moving to wander past her, content to leave the girl to ponder what had happened before he moves to the kitchen to fetch a jar of cinnamon and a tablespoon for the dare she had accepted, returning himself to the lounge a moment later, filling her shot glass once more before passing her the spoon and the cinnamon.

"Let's see you eat one spoonful of that. Have the shot first though, no using it to wash it down. I'll pick truth, for my turn."

He knows entirely how disastrous it is to attempt to eat cinnamon, it would stick to every part of her mouth, almost totally impossible to swallow in any form and yet- she would have a decidedly difficult time attempting to carry out any more of her desires with a mouthful of cinnamon and yet another shot of Brennivin. One day, perhaps, she would hold some appreciation for his efforts to protect her from herself, form himself, at least for tonight- the memories that so clouded his past hardly anything he desired to subject her too. He'd merely just decided to entertain himself while he did it.


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