The fox and the jaguar
rp starter for @red-dead-muses
1880 - Ireland, Galway, April 14th
The boat coming from the Americas had recently stopped in the far away land of Ireland after days of travel. The passengers walked out, some in fancy suits, other in fancy dresses, while some were in working attire ready to step up into duty for anyone in the streets of Galway.
"What a trip-" A man with a shallow beard and a scar across his face spoke, face twisted a little after leaving the boat.
"puta merda, eu ja não aguentava o cheiro desse povo Americano" He cursed loudly, a woman dressed in a black robe with white addorns chuckled.
(Holy shit, I couldn't handle the smell of these American people anymore)
"Olha a boca suja, Teodoro, nós estamos na Irlanda, seja educado" She corrected the man, Teodoro, both speaking Portuguese among themselves.
(Watch your mouth, Theodore, we are in Ireland, be polite)
"Seja como quiser, LÃdia, isso não muda o fato desse povo não querer nem banho tomar" Teodoro huffed to himself before following the lady, LÃdia, down the streets.
(have it your way, LÃdia, but that doesn't change the fact that these people don't want to take baths)
The duo found themselves in a rich neighborhood soon enough, full of the high statuses folk who had high egos to maintain and a squeaky clean image to preserve, Teodoro thought of them as vain and mostly useless, of course, all would want to do barely anything all day and have the world in your finger tips, but what was the use of these people other than the made up jobs other rich folks created to fill a gap?
LÃdia, however, was enchanted by the place around her, it looked beautiful, really, although she wasn't enchanted by the inhabitants either, sharing similar views to her younger brother.
Teodoro heard shouting and snapped his head towards the alley between two houses and slipped in right away, getting a shout from LÃdia.
Teodoro saw a wall and climbed it to the top to peek over it towards a big ward where he heard the yelling come from.
