|Tezcatlipoca (obsidianmirror) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2013-03-09 00:06:00
|Entry tags:||huitzilopochtli, quetzalcoatl, tezcatlipoca|
Who: Tezcatlipoca, Quetzalcoatl, and Huitzilopochtli
What: Eros hunting, with a healthy side of griping
When: Uhm...sometime after Quetz and Tezcat quit fighting and actually leave Quetz's house
Where: Huitzi's place, then out and about
Warnings: Aztecs, language, TBD
Tezcatlipoca, even days after the fact, was quietly seething over the fact that someone had dared to cast a spell on him. He was all too used to doing exactly what he wanted, and some bratling of a god had decided to start playing around in his head. He was not going to let that stand.
He stalked into the Hummingbird's territory, noticing as the birds on the walls became more frequent, and he knew either his presence or one of the warriors would alert the other god to his presence. He reached the building and knocked, shifting in place impatiently as he waited.