South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

Hyde Park

Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

because girls just wanna have fun


Posted on October 02, 2014 by Alekai
South
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Someone, he thinks, had once made the rather terrible mistake of allowing this woman to believe she was funny, or at least had done a sufficiently good job of summoning forth a self confidence that was both annoying and yet agitating appealing to the point the blonde Hunter has become almost entirely determined to look at anything save for the woman before him. Any sudden movement upon her part however, quickly sees those golden eyes fixated upon her. It is simple instinct perhaps, so many years spent attempting to kill rather than be killed affording the young man a rather exceptional set of reflexes, any movement on her part instantly drawing his suspicion as those golden eyes narrow darkly once more. The coin purse suddenly flung towards him however results in a reaction so entirely sudden that he very near stumbles over himself, an unfortunate side-effect, perhaps, of his talent for speed, the man seemingly having attempt to stand up, move and run all at once, resulting in little more than a tangled collapse as he frantically moves to bat her coin purse away before his mind seems to register that it is, in fact- just a coin purse. The surprise upon his features lingers barely a moment or so before he offers the raven-haired witch a pointed stare, almost daring her to laugh before he rights himself once more, delicately plucking the coins he is sure he is owed before tossing the purse back towards her.

"These are real coins aren't they? They better not turn into bugs or something later on."

It was more a mumble, truly, then his usual venom laced sentence, having perhaps reluctantly accepted that she was not trying to harm him- at least not directly, offering his warning more by way of standard hunter protocol then any true belief the coins would become a race of flesh-eating beetles. Besides, she apparently could do very little magic as it was, perhaps she truly wasn't that much of a threat. Then again, such beliefs only lead to complacency and he can hardly afford that. In fact, he shouldn't have been talking to her at all, shouldn't have even been here. So why the hell didn't he just leave? For a moment he simply frowned, attempting to cast such thoughts aside, refusing to allow this mental tug of war to take hold, her sudden desire to argue with him about the pizza seeming to both spike his irritation (again) and his curiosity all at once. He rarely talked to his...victims, let alone engaged them long enough to actually allow them to argue with him, in fact, it had been so entirely long since anyone had attempted to debate anything with him as trivial as olives that for half a second he is hardly given to know quite how to take her, staring blankly once more, caught between a mild sense of appreciation that someone actually cared enough to tolerate him this long and a momentary sense of annoyance that a women seemed to enjoy.....telling him off. The olden days were better, he has decided, women were far less opinionated, or at least, were more subtle about it. Then again, modern women had their charms as well. The sudden appearance of her tongue however sees him caught entirely off guard, so much so he is given to pause in his chewing, utterly unable to believe such a thing. The...audacity of it was startlingly and yet some part of him was truly given to struggle not to smile...even the tiniest bit as this playful nature she seemed to possess- one he is determined not to encourage, forcing himself to frown at her antics.

"Oh grow up."

It was, once more, a fairly half-hearted attempt at scolding her, evidently of the opinion that she was entirely incorrigible regardless of what he did, the man holding some begrudging respect for such a thing. He returned to his pizza, very near finished it now, tossing the last piece of crust between his lips in contentment. That she actually seemed to identify Broom Hilda was mildly surprising in itself, golden eyes flicking back towards her as she offered her actual name. Hmm, it was both unique and yet not entirely unusual as to be considered ridiculous.

"That's- not a totally unpleasant name I suppose."

Compliments, evidently, are not his thing or at least refuse to be drawn from him in the same manner blood refuses to be drawn from a stone, even such muttered words seemingly a true effort on his part as he struggled to maintain a notion of indifference as Seraphina moved to pull herself upward, one hand thrust towards him as his eyes simply rolled.

"You really do just think your funny don't you? I do not need you to help me stand up."

He may be willing to tolerate her presence, to an extent, yet her touch, once more, was not something he was entirely willing to accept as he simply moved to roll easily onto his own feet, her words seeing his gaze snap towards her once more as he dusted the grass and leaves from his jeans.

"What?!"

She wanted to....see his couch? This, he is entirely sure, is a game she finds particularly funny, the woman surely not truly believing he would ever allow her in his home, perhaps attempting to scare him off entirely as his arms fold across the smooth, toned plains of his chest, white cotton shift moving slightly within the breeze as he moved to regard her from beneath those tendrils of white gold hair. Whether it is her...audacity that seems to bother him so, or merely her attitude in general remains to be seen as he simply sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger, muttering to himself a moment before he finally seems to come to a decision.

"When I was your age- yes I am a lot older then I look, girls didn't...say that, not ever. You don't just ask a boy to go back to his place- at least make him work for it for heaven's sake! Has no one ever taught you this? What you do in your free time is no damn concern of mine but running around forests and calling men with magic dolls and then going home with them is going to get you killed faster than I ever could, so...."

He seemed to pause once more, evidently at war with an internal decision before sighing again.

"Your boyfriend or whoever it is you spend time with isn't doing it right so clearly someone has to damn well teach you how this works. Don't ask a boy to go to his place, in my day your Father would have shot any boy who tried that. We are going to your place, I am going to walk you there like a man should and then your going to go inside and I'm going to go home and that will be the end of it because this isn't a date. A man should always walk you home and expect nothing else from you, if he's half decent anyway- at least, that's how it used to be."

One eye simply lifts, almost daring her to argue with this sudden outburst he seems to have had before he simply pivots in place, jamming his hands into the pockets of his jeans before striding deliberately in the direction he knows her house is for him own...investigation work, pausing only once to look back over his shoulder.

"Walking now- keep up and....it's Az, by the way. That's what everyone calls me- Az, now stop wasting time, I'm taking you home."

That she had perhaps, meant her initial comment as a joke clearly remains to be seen, the blonde Hunter entirely content to...show his age a little tonight, although why he seems so determined to educate her on such things remains to be seen, Azrael hardly wishing to question it himself although really, if whoever she was currently seeing didn't even have the manners to walk her home then he is entirely assured she should probably dump them- that he thinks, is an oddly pleasing thought and one he is determined to ignore.




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