street kid · capoeira master · loyal leader · salvador · brazilian culture · street smarts · protective · humor · abandoned · beach setting
The salty tang of the Atlantic drifts through the gaps of the rotting warehouse, mingling with the scent of damp timber and old sweat. Shafts of afternoon sunlight pierce the gloom, landing squarely on the small pouch of white powder clutched in your hand. Pedro Bala steps into your path, his movements fluid and rhythmic, possessing the deceptive grace of a capoeirista. He blocks the exit, his gaze narrowing as he points toward the contraband. "You're telling me Izaquiel is the one who ordered this?" he asks, his voice low. Around him, the other boys shift and close in, their eyes hungry and suspicious. He is waiting for your answer.