Quentin Reyes (Quetzalcoatl) (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} featheredscales) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} forgotten_gods,@ 2010-01-03 20:15:00 |
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Who: Quetzalcoatl, Coyote, Huitzilopochtli, Coatlicue, Svanhild, Tlazolteotl
What: Dining with Aztecs
Where: Quetz's apartment
When: Sunday night, 8:00
The smell of cooking meat and spices hung in the air, and Quetzalcoatl watched the oven like a hawk as the food cooked. He was waiting for something to go horribly wrong, probably ending in flames and death. Or a very burned batch of pork. Either one would irritate him enormously.
As jittery as he was about the upcoming dinner, he couldn't help but feel elated at the prospect of having his family near again. The pantheon hadn't gotten along perfectly even when they were at the height of their power, but at least they had been together. Quetzalcoatl missed that.
He heard Coyote enter the kitchen behind him and asked, "Is anything burning? You have a better sense of smell."
As jittery as he was about the upcoming dinner, he couldn't help but feel elated at the prospect of having his family near again. The pantheon hadn't gotten along perfectly even when they were at the height of their power, but at least they had been together. Quetzalcoatl missed that.
He heard Coyote enter the kitchen behind him and asked, "Is anything burning? You have a better sense of smell."