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

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Posted on May 29, 2015 by Katarina Foster
South


I'm not your ordinary girl and when I say that, I mean it completely. I don't need a luggage bag for just my shoes and another for just my shirts and another for my dresses and so on. No, I bring only two bags, one for my everyday clothes and one pair of shoes I might decide to wear. The main ones I plan on wearing I have on my feet now. I've chosen to dress classy for the ride over, dress pants and a flashy cream camisole. I even bought myself a pair of aviator sunglasses. I think they make me look more stand upish and business-like, something I'll need at the airport. Because my second suitcase is filled with all my...play things. And if I'm going to get them onto a plane and with me into Paris, I have to play the part just right. I used my contacts to get the right ID's and I've styled my hair, making it fall in fashionable waves down my shoulders. I'm wearing my favorite 3" black heel boots but no one will see them really beneath my pants so I can still get away with calling them business shoes. I check myself in the mirror one last time before I go to meet Kohl at the air port. I decided to take a taxi since I didn't want to leave my camaro here while we're gone.

Of course his first words upon seeing me as I get out of the taxi and collect my luggage is to ask why that's all I have. He really has no idea. At his questions, I smirk and nod my head. "Yes, I do realize that. Unlike some people, I only need the essentials. How many bags did YOU pack?" I lower my glasses just enough to raise an eyebrow at him in show, wondering indeed how much clothing he plans to take on this little adventure. He only see the suitcase I'm rolling behind me, he hasn't even noticed the luggage I'm keeping tucked under my arm since it's the most precious of the two. Even as I ask though, his head turns and I follow his gaze, snorting at the sight of luggage before me. I turn back to him, my smirk mocking. "Wow, you did pack a lot. You sure you got everything? Maybe you should double check." And something tells me he probably would stop everything to go through every single suitcase and make sure too. It doesn't help that he has OCD, but it does make it more entertaining, at least to me. As he walks to me, I take him, enamored as ever by his sure confidence in a public situation. And yet as a hunter, he utterly stumps me. How can he be so unsure of himself in fighting and yet be the epitome of a man when he's doing anything else? He stops before me to get a closer inspection of the suitcase behind me and I let him have his feel, meanwhile tucking the other bag more securely under my arm in case he gets any ideas about inspecting it. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't approve.

At his question this time, I can't help myself, drawing my face in closer until my lips are just beside his ear. "You'd like it if I said no, wouldn't you? I'm sure we could think up plenty to do in Paris with less...options." That smirk ever widening, I slowly draw back and shrug. "But alas, I did bring plenty of clothes so at least we know we're covered." I'm still not sure why he wanted to meet at the airport but then again I'm kind of glad cause then I'd have a harder time even getting my second bag here without him throwing a tantrum. When he grins at me, I find my heart hammering just like it's the first time but I control myself and give him a coy smirk instead as we move to check in. The woman smiles at me, apparently only seeing the first bag too but I can't help but chuckle under my breath at the look she gives Kohl. that part goes smoothly enough since they don't have to look through the bags at this point and she probably thinks the second bag is just my make up and beauty products. Oh, but how wrong she would be. Instead I flash her a delicate smile as we move toward security. Now comes the challenging part. I watch with drab humor as Kohl strips down to his shirt and jeans, holding the rest in his hands though I note that he's stubbornly leaving on the sunglasses even though I've heard that guards feel more comfortable when they can look you in the eye.

I start taking my own shoes off as the guard looks my way next, making sure to remove my sunglasses and put them in the baskets as directed. I put my second bag in the basket and hand them my first suitcase, knowing they won't find anything there. Even before my bag goes through the xray screen, I lean toward the guy watching the screens, flashing him a badge. "Just so no one freaks out. I can get you in contact with my supervisor if there's any concerns but I assure you, there's nothing to worry about." I even go so far as to give him a playful wink, my hair lying coyly on his shoulder and I know my shampoo smells like lavender, a very soothing smell if I do say so myself. As I draw back, I can feel him relaxing and I know the ploy worked just as I thought it might, the guard disabling the alarm smoothly even before the knives show up in the xray screen. The other guards share a look but he shuts it down with a look of his own, clearly their superior as he dismisses the screen and stands to hand me my luggage back. Even as he does, his meaty hand brushes my own maybe a bit longer then necessary, his eyes romaing up lazily to meet my own gaze before he gives me a smile. I have to fight the urge to recoil in disgust, instead flashing him a dazzling smile as I take my bag with a polite thank you and move back to Kohl's side to retrieve my shoes. "See? All taken care of." I can't help but whisper with a confident smile.

Finally we move to the plane and as Kohl takes a seat, I move to take my own beside him, shifting a little in the seat as I glance out the window. All my confidence seems to have taken a step back in the wake of being on a plane and my discomfort as evident in the way I reach out to grab the arm rests on either side, my nails digging into the cloth the closer we get to lift off. I'm relieved for the distraction when the hostess arrives with some food that Kohl doesn't seem so happy to receive. As he explains, I find myself smiling as I turn to thank the hostess and take the food from her. Maybe it'll help distract me from the whole...flying thing. "Well I'll enjoy it for you." I say as I dig in, doing my best to think of anything but the plane lifting into the air. I refuse to look out the window, though my appetite is quick to subside when the plane makes a sudden movement and my stomach does a somersault. With a soft groan, I push the tray away and lean my head back on the head rest, closing my eyes momentarily. I glance over to see Kohl pushing his own seat back and I sigh, figuring he's probably going to fall asleep or something but then I hear him speaking.

I look up and blink, turning my head to him in curiosity. "Delicate? How so?" My brows knit together in confusion. A single brow rises though as he starts to explain. I feel something coiling deep in my gut, something unpleasant. Am I jealous? From his story, it doesn't seem like I have a need to be and yet...the thought of an older woman who clearly has a thing for younger guys staying in the same place as Kohl and "helping him with things," just doesn't set well. And yet from the look on his face, I can tell this is hard for him to talk about and so I hold my tongue, though I know I won't be satisfied to just let the story flit from my mind. Oh no, some day it will have a better explanation. And then he jumps to another topic that's hard for any hunter to come to terms with, their own death. I only remember flashes of my own now but it does still pain me to think about and I know Kohl's is more raw and fresh. I nod slowly to let him know that I won't say anything. I know he's just trying to make things light when he makes a joke about Van Helsing so I play along if only for his sake. "I wouldn't go that far. You seem to enjoy cars as a weapon over axes and stakes." I give him a soft smile, even reaching my hand over to give his a gentle squeeze. "It's okay, you still have plenty of time."

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