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 Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:00 pm
The Marvelous City
The River of January in Portugese, Rio de Janeiro is the second largest city in Brazil. It's the number one, tourist hotspot for South America and is famous for the Bossa Nova, samba, beautiful beaches, and of course, CARNIVAL!
The streets are alive with celebration and there seems to be a constant parade going on. Everyone's wearing masks and more than a few of them appear to be some level of drunk. (The drinking age is eighteen here.) Confetti, music and the smell of good food floats through the party atmosphere. Just wait until you see the night-life!
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:15 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will laughed. "Gavin? 'e was tha best! Took caare a me an' Kayne when e'ra one else was busy! 'e taught us 'oow ta faight n' protect arselves. If i' weren' fer 'im, A prabably wouldn'a be 'ere!"
Will looked out to the city. As they neared, Will grabbed all her stuff and put it back in it's proper place, luckily her pants had dried quickly. Once the boat docked, Will jumped out and found a place that they could stand and not get knocked over by the crowds.
Will started scratching at her arm. Then it started stinging. "Tch!" she looked down to see that her arms were getting a pretty bad burn. "Ehh... would anna o' ye 'appen ta 'ave sunblock?" .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:34 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke" 
"Laugh Longer"
A man who was eating what would only look like a Kabob that contained grilled mango; Shrimp, and other.... exptic foods looked over at the super pale girl. "Oi, little Sheila" He called out to Wil who had just stepped off of the incoming boat. "Her' ya go, got some extra Skin cream" He said offered a bottle of sun tan lotion over at the girl from Shibusen. He couldn't be burnt but he also didn't want to tan, which the sun screen helped with.
As he held out the bottle he had the kabob in his mouth an a large hat blocking the sun form his face. The hat however was the same color as his suit. Fitting oddly well with his out of place outfit.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:53 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will grinned up at the man and took the bottle. "T'anks mistar!" she rubbed a thick layer on her pale Irish skin. Just to be carefull, she rubbed it into every inch of her body that was not covered. Turns out several other places were burning too. Once she was done, she held back it out to him.
"Heh. Ya knoow, A'm na' from aroond t'ese parts but ye look aboot as 'in place' 'ere as we doo!" she laughed with a wide, friendly grin. "If A ware ta taake a guess... A'd say yer Austrailian. Am A raight?" She wasn't particularly gifted at picking out accents, but the 'sheila' had been a bit of a tip off. .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 9:03 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
"Crikey your Spot on!" He said happily nodding. "I woul'd be in the Big smokey" He said pointing behind him. "But i get as lost as a Koala at sea" He said sighing. "I tried to find a bottle shop t'a get some grog but i got spun'round and ended up back' er" He said sighing slightly and slumping over. "Ya Irish ain't ya little Shiela?" He asked tilting his head to the side at he asked this. "B'a no Irish bloke would leave Ireland f'a here, so where ya pad at?" He asked with a smile.
He adjusted his hat slightly and grabbed the Kabob from his mouth as he spoke' taking a few bites out of it.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 9:42 am
"Will! Tch... Will..." Cypress growled as she pushed through the sparkling, partying masses. She stood out against the crowd like a pale beacon. She was hardly dressed for Nevada weather, much less Brazil and was regretting not packing more summer clothes from home. At least she tanned well...
"Don't run off like that! It's hard enough to--and we lost Seven and Rydel..."Cypress gazed defeatedly at the wall of people. They were never going to get anything done at this rate.
It was when she turned back to Will that she noticed the strange man, with a stranger hat. He stood out almost as much as her pale (though inching closer to red) partner. She looked him over warily.
"Who's this..?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 10:10 am
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will could just barely get the gist of what he was saying. She's met an Austrailian once in her life, but she was young then so she'd just bit his shin and ran away with Kayne. Will just ginned and with pride said, "Yea, A'm Irish! An' uh.. A'm jus' 'ere on sorta a school trip." as she spoke, she shifted the guitar on her back into a more comfortable position.
"Oh! T'ere ye ar' Caipress! Hm? Looks laik ye lost Seven an' Rydel. Oh, well. We'll faind 'em! An' t'is is-" she looked up at the kind stranger. "Er, wha' maight yer naame be?" she asked with an undertone bashfulness. A bit embarassed that she hadn't even asked for his name yet. .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:42 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
Zeke looked over at Cypress as she came over to Wil. "Y'a might need' to pass the Skin' cream on over to'er, ti's Sheila's as pale as Koala's underbelly" He said looking at the girl who had come up them. He then looked back at will as she asked him about his name. Zeke then took another bite of his kabob; the mouthful he took appeared to be pineapple' but who knew. "T'a Names Ezekiel Valentine" He said nodding happily.
"So, what'cha fine little Sheila's do'in here in the Big Smokey?" He asked tiling his head slightly; taking a bite of what looked this time to ether be.... mango.... or some kind of sweet potato that had been grilled; leaving only a bit of the Kabob left.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:54 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Looking down at the sun block in her hand, she held it out to Cypress with a grin. Then to Ezekiel she said,
"Oo, na' much a' t'a mooment. Jus' got' ere.... ye 'aven't 'appened to've seen anna pubs- er, bars annawhar, 'ave ye?" she asked as she peered around what she could see of the city.
Of all things she should have brought, she forgot to bring her beer.
WHAT KINDA IRISHMAN WAS SHE??? .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:22 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
"Actually, Ya, I know that there re some Bonzer bottle shops down the lane here, but i got all spun around and ended up back here at the docks" He said with a sigh. "If a little Sheila like ya can manage to power ya way through these mobs i can' show ya tha way" He said nodding happily. "But' why ya need'a kno' a little sheila like ya'self surly can't hold ya grog any bet'a then a bucket full of hole's and ya will let out the liquid laugh" He said laughing a bit at he said that.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:59 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will almost sweatdropped. It took her a moment to understand even half of that. "Ya knoow... A caan' re'lly understaan' much o' wha' yer sayin... bu' -an' A could be mistaaken- i' soonded laik ye ware questionin' me ability ta 'oold me liquer!" The Will-Grady-Grin spread accross her face.
Will burst out laughing.
"Wha' t'am A sayin? T'ere's noo way anna'yin 'o'd say somet'in soo stuupid! Ye'd 'ave ta be flamin an' mad ouva!!"
Will was laughing so hard, a tear actually escaped from her eye. .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:27 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
"Well o'course i wondein 'bout yer ability to hold ye Grog, Ya a tiny little Sheila. A few sips and he going to be letting out the Technicolor-ed yawn" He said laughing a bit and putting a arm around wil. "The bottle shops right' down the lane here" He said as he started to walk off with Wil under his arm, laughing the whole time.
(If you want you can go strait to the bar now)
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:49 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will grinned and went along with him. She slapped an hand down on his shoulder and chuckled. Cypress- well she could either follow or stay behind and go look for the Seven and Rydel she had lost. Will Grady NEVER backed out on a chance at a drinking contest!
"Ah! But yer fergettin' one verra impar'nt t'ing 'Messtar Valentine'!"
They arrived at a bar. Not too shabby. She'd seen smaller pubs, and she'd seen bigger ones. Walking in and finding a table, she slumped herself down in a chair at a table.Jus' 'avin a good taim! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 9:01 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
"and wha' Might that be little Sheila" He asked as he sat down, he looked over at the bartender. "Oi, As many coldies of the Sheila's Type of Grog, as it takes for me to win the tourny" He said putting one hand in front of his mouth making a drinking motion as he said this. "Ba' before you say wha' how about the Dipstick chucks the Moolah out for this little grog chug" He said wit ha grin. Just as any good drinking contest the loser would be the won to pay for the drinks . He then looked back at Wil wondering what it was that he had forgot.
The bar that they where in was loud; rambuntious, perfect, the only thing that would made it better would be Shrimp, and cricket on the TV, not that Sissy English Cricket, but the australian Cricket, the one that made Football look like a sissy's game.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 9:36 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady The setting was perfect. Well almost. If there was some diddly-diddly music playin and her brothers and father- then it would be a party!!!
Now- Will didn't speak Austrailian, but she understood that for sure! She would agree whole-heartedly if it had not been for one thing....
she had no money.
None.
Not a penny to her name out here. She'd left aaallll her money on the kitchen table.... BACK IN IRELAND.
'Ahh... A could jus' baroo t'a money from Caipress. A'm sure she woon' maind!' she assured herself.
Yeah. Cuz that was gonna work out sooooooo well!
Regardless she said-
"Sure t'ing! Looks laik A'm gonna be gettin me a damn good round fer free!" Will chuckled. "GIMME T'A STRANGEST VODKA YE GOT!!" called out to the bartender. The Will-Grady-Grin was wider on her face than it have ever been.
She was absolutely PSYCHED!
"Noow- t'a t'ing ye seem ta be fergettin is-" With a roguish grin she slammed her elbow onto the table infront of her then snapped her fingers in a way that she thumbed at herself instantaneously afterwards, pointing right between her eyes.
"A'M IRISH!!!" .....can ye point me to a pub?
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