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Tweak says, "alice the camel has 5 humps"

Tezcatlipoca (obsidianmirror) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2013-02-25 20:46:00

Current mood:	cold
Entry tags:	quetzalcoatl, tezcatlipoca

Who: Quetzalcoatl & Tezcatlipoca
What: V-Day aftermath
When: Morning of February 15th
Where: Quetz's place
Warnings: Language, violence, TBD

Tezcatlipoca woke slowly, becoming more and more aware of the morning sunlight filling the room. He could feel another body next to him in the bed, which, in and of itself, wasn't something terribly strange. He opened his eyes, rolling over and looking at...Quetzalcoatl.

That woke him up. He surveyed the room, taking in the damaged furniture, along with feathers everywhere, mixed in with scattered belongings. He sat up and poked Quetzalcoatl hard in the ribs. "Wake up!" he hissed.

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	obsidianmirror 2013-02-26 08:53 am UTC (link)
	"No, do you really think so?" Tezcatlipoca asked, voice thick with sarcasm. He wanted to smash something, but apparently, they'd already broken most of the things to smash. "Your pants are in the living room," he finally said. "Excuse you, you cannot pin all the destruction on me, you certainly helped with that. Either that, or you just have cheap furniture." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

snake_eye
2013-02-26 09:03 am UTC (link)

Quetzalcoatl didn't deign to respond, stalking his way into the living room with clenched fists. Why was it that almost any time he was in an, er, altered state of mind he ended up in bed with Tezcatlipoca? This was becoming a seriously problem. Someone was going to get stabbed.

He tossed his jeans across the room with a frustrated growl when he discovered that the button had been torn off and there were what looked suspiciously like claw marks in them.

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	obsidianmirror 2013-02-26 09:10 am UTC (link)
	Tezcatlipoca followed him out, avoiding the flying jeans with a side step. He looked down and saw the claw marks, which was very much something he'd do if he was impatient. "...There are feathers everywhere," he said after a moment. "Like all of your pillows exploded." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-02-26 09:18 am UTC (link)
	"That's also your fault," Quetzalcoatl said, stomping through the kitchen into the laundry room. Aha, sweatpants. At least he wouldn't be flashing his bare ass at Tezcatlipoca anymore. "You're too grabby." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-02-26 09:25 am UTC (link)
	"Everything is always my fault, according to you," Tezcatlipoca muttered, looking around for his own clothes. "You did your fair share of grabbing, if I recall." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-02-26 09:28 am UTC (link)
	"Well apparently I'm a more considerate lover, because I don't see chunks of cat fur all over the place!" Quetzalcoatl glanced up at the top of the fridge. There was a shoe up there. It wasn't his. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-02-26 09:35 am UTC (link)
	"Bah" was all Tezcatlipoca said as he retrieved his shoe and found his jacket. "Once I find the rest of my clothes, I am drinking either all your coffee, or all your tequila. Possibly even before I find all my clothes." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

snake_eye
2013-02-26 09:43 am UTC (link)

Quetzalcoatl muttered very uncharitable things under his breath about how it was a goddamn miracle tequila wasn't the cause of the problem this time. Then he set about making coffee while Tezcatlipoca searched for his clothes. He was getting to his own coffee first, damn it. He deserved that much.

When the coffee was done, he was torn between making it a peace offering and spitting in it to keep it all to himself. On one hand, they could probably piece together what had happened much easier working as a team. On the other, Tezcatlipoca had given him a hickey the size of a grapefruit in a very visible spot on his neck. Eventually, grudgingly, he poured a cup for Tezcatlipoca.

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obsidianmirror
2013-02-26 09:52 am UTC (link)

Tezcatlipoca managed to locate his jeans, his other shoe, and his undershirt. His long-sleeved shirt was still missing, but this would do for now. He pulled on his jeans and came back into the kitchen, accepting his coffee without any smart remarks, for a change. The hickey did make him pause slightly, though. It was huge and purple.

"I don't remember doing that," he said, peering closer at Quetzalcoatl's neck. "But I must have. I don't remember my teeth being that sharp."

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	snake_eye 2013-02-26 10:02 am UTC (link)
	"And I don't usually let my feathers out, but apparently yesterday was a day for poor choices," Quetzalcoatl said, taking a fortifying sip of his coffee. "It was Valentine's Day. That can't be a coincidence." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-02-26 10:09 am UTC (link)
	"You think that ridiculous holiday has something to do with the fact that we had sex and destroyed half your apartment?" Tezcatlipoca asked, taking a huge sip of his coffee. "That we had a love spell cast on us?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-02-26 04:46 pm UTC (link)
	"I think it's more likely than the idea that we both simultaneously developed warm, fuzzy feelings for one another that mattered more than...everything." Quetzalcoatl waved a hand to encompass the last several millenia. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-02-27 12:34 am UTC (link)
	Tezcatlipoca hummed out a noncommittal sound. "You may have a point," he said at last. "And now the question is, who did this, can we destroy them, and where is my other fucking shirt?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-02-27 08:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Murder seems like the simplest solution, followed by eating him or her to really drive the point home," Quetzalcoatl agreed. Anything that could cast love spells certainly wasn't human, and thus was not counted under the 'people are friends, not food' rule. "And I think I was using it as a pillow. So in the wreckage of the couch, probably." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

One day, I will learn to close my HTML tags...*facepalm*

obsidianmirror
2013-02-27 09:05 pm UTC (link)

"I thought you didn't eat people," Tezcatlipoca said, all dark amusement. "But you know I agree. We find them, we kill them. Sounds fair to me."

He looked over at what had once been Quetzalcoatl's couch. "We destroyed your home, it looks like," he said, and he couldn't help the small, amused sound that escaped his lips. "And if you were looking for fur, I think I found some," he added, picking up some short, dark hairs, along with his shirt.

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	Tezcatlipoca will simply eat all the unclosed tags snake_eye 2013-02-27 09:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Other gods aren't people," Quetzalcoatl said, smiling in a particularly toothy manner. He grimaced as Tezcatlipoca held up the shirt. "I'm lucky my neighbors didn't call the police to tell them a large cat was being murdered." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	He totally would, too obsidianmirror 2013-02-27 09:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Ah, fair enough," Tezcatlipoca said, pulling on his shirt. "Vengeful is a good luck for you, by the way." He snorted. "They probably had no idea what was going on, and just didn't want to get involved. Besides, my 'being attacked and fighting for my life screaming' sounds completely different than the noises I made last night." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

snake_eye
2013-02-27 10:10 pm UTC (link)

"Vengeance has always looked good on me," Quetzalcoatl said, gesturing with his coffee cup. "You just didn't notice because it was always directed at you."

He wandered over to the door and opened it just to make sure there weren't any notices pinned on it. There were not, but there were claw marks.

"I think you just started scratching things to mark your territory. Ass."

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	obsidianmirror 2013-02-27 10:53 pm UTC (link)
	Tezcatlipoca made a derisive sound into his coffee mug, before reaching for the pot to pour himself some more. Just because he could. "That's what cats do, you think you would have figured that out by now," he said, sipping at his coffee. "They scratch, and bite. And sit on their humans. Be grateful I don't turn into a canine." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-02-28 10:53 pm UTC (link)
	Quetzalcoatl grumbled something highly uncharitable under his breath and poked at the claw marks with his fingers. Would these buff out? No, they definitely would not. Damn it. With an irritated huff, he turned back to Tezcatlipoca. "So, this murder we're planning: where do we start?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-02-28 11:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Stop muttering, you sound like you've sprung a leak," Tezcatlipoca said irritably. "You can get a new door." He shrugged at the question. "Ask around, I suppose," he said. "Perhaps see if the Hummingbird knows anything." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-02-28 11:57 pm UTC (link)
	Quetzalcoatl promptly choked on his coffee. If one pair of Aztecs had fallen victim to belligerent sexual tension in this love spell, Huitzilopochtli might have been targeted as well. And if he had ended up with that Christian woman he was fond of... "He might be particularly murderous, yes," Quetzalcoatl said through his coughing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	'Belligerent sexual tension' is totally their Rock Band name. XD obsidianmirror 2013-03-01 12:07 am UTC (link)
	"Please try not to choke on your coffee," Tezcatlipoca said. "It's too early for that." "In this case, that probably wouldn't be a bad thing," Tezcatlipoca mused aloud. "He might be able to help us." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Their opening song would be "I'll Burn Your House Down" snake_eye 2013-03-01 01:40 am UTC (link)
	"He'll certainly want to kill something, at the very least," Quetzalcoatl said. Or perhaps the Christian woman and Huiztilopochtli had made up and settled their differences amicably, but that seemed unlikely. "We should go look for him." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Followed by 'Flirtin' With Disaster' obsidianmirror 2013-03-01 02:02 am UTC (link)
	"Well good, he can get in line," Tezcatlipoca replied. "We should. You might want to get dressed, but yes, we should go and find him." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Followed by them punching each other to see who got a solo snake_eye 2013-03-01 09:42 pm UTC (link)
	Quetzalcoatl glanced down at himself, having momentarily forgotten that he was just in sweatpants. "Right," he said, heading out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Preferably to find a turtleneck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	And then all the equipment gets destroyed and they just go drinking instead obsidianmirror 2013-03-02 04:43 am UTC (link)
	Tezcatlipoca took a seat in the kitchen, shoving his long hair out of his face as he finished his coffee. His fingernail dragged on something that made him wince, and he poked at it. Either a scratch, or he'd had his hair pulled, he wasn't sure which. But nothing was really surprising anymore this morning. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

The best band, basically

snake_eye
2013-03-03 05:54 am UTC (link)

Quetzalcoatl rummaged around in his bedroom, trying to find something presentable. They had made their way up here last night before going back downstairs, looking for food. At least most of the furniture upstairs was intact.

Quetzalcoatl was pulling a sweater over his head when he heard a buzzing noise. He peered around until he found his phone under the bed, beeping to indicate a low battery. He plugged it in and discovered that apparently the memory was nearly full. Most of it with pictures.

Oh no.

The first three pictures saved on the phone were more or less pornography, since the sheet was hiding nothing of Tezcatlipoca's. He did not have high hopes for the remaining hundred or so pictures.

"No," Quetzalcoatl said firmly, turning the phone off. If he denied this all enough, it would have never happened. He was sure of it. He headed back downstairs. "Let's track down the Hummingbird."

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	Oh my goddddd, of course they took pictures of themselves. XD obsidianmirror 2013-03-03 06:24 am UTC (link)
	Tezcatlipoca stood, placing his coffee cup in the sink, then pulling on his shirt and jacket. He slipped his shoes onto his feet before saying, "Lead the way, then." He tilted his head, studying Quetzalcoatl for a moment before saying, "If it's possible, you look more perturbed than you did when you left." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	"There's no way we'll regret these! :D" snake_eye 2013-03-03 06:37 am UTC (link)
	"Everything is fine," Quetzalcoatl said, smile tight and slightly manic. "Perfectly fine, no need to worry. Out of my house now." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	I've just been pictuing Quetz as a giant D: face this whole time obsidianmirror 2013-03-03 06:44 am UTC (link)
	"And of course, if you say 'fine' more than once, that only makes it more true. You really are a terrible liar," Tezcatlipoca remarked. "Out with it, come on. It's not like this morning could get any stranger." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	He is the living embodiment of D: snake_eye 2013-03-03 07:16 am UTC (link)
	"No, we're leaving." Quetzalcoatl grabbed a hold of Tezcatlipoca's arm and began tugging him towards the door. He was one hundred percent sure that no good would come of anyone else being aware of those pictures. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

obsidianmirror
2013-03-03 07:44 am UTC (link)

As Quetzalcoatl attempted to drag him out the door, that only heightened Tezcatlipoca's curiosity and stubbornness. He dug his heels into the ground, doing everything he could to lower his center of gravity and make himself immovable.

"What on earth are you hiding?" he asked. "Because you acting like this only makes me want to know that much more, you realize that. And I won't stop until I figure it out."

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	snake_eye 2013-03-04 12:33 am UTC (link)
	If it had been literally anyone else on the planet, Quetzalcoatl would have sighed and explained the situation. But his inability to resolve his conflicts with Tezcatlipoca was as much a part of him as his wings. So instead of answering like a responsible adult, he leapt onto Tezcatlipoca and bit him on the shoulder. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-03-04 01:21 am UTC (link)
	"Son of a bitch!" Tezcatlipoca roared, staggering a bit under the new weight and sharp pain in his shoulder. He backhanded Quetzalcoatl, catching him across the face and noticing that his claws were out. "What in the fuck is wrong with you?!" he demanded. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-03-04 07:43 am UTC (link)
	"You! You're what's wrong with me!" Quetzalcoatl snarled, shake his head to make it stop spinning from the force of the blow. He threw a series of wild, furious punches at Tezcatlipoca, hissing out, "You come to my house, you make everything complicated, you make me want to bash your face in-" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

obsidianmirror
2013-03-04 07:53 am UTC (link)

"THIS IS NOT MY FAULT," Tezcatlipoca all but screamed. "I've always been complicated, that's sort of what I do!" His arms came up to protect his face, but not quickly enough, a punch caught him across the cheekbone. He kicked out, hard, at Quetzalcoatl, hoping to get some space between himself and the other god's fists.

"You want to get angry at someone? Let's tear apart the one who did this to us. Let's eat his heart and savor it, knowing it's exactly what he deserves."

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snake_eye
2013-03-04 08:20 am UTC (link)

The prospect of vengeance (and Tezcatlipoca landing a kick right in the center of his stomach) slowed Quetzalcoatl down. His fangs were still bared, but the rational part of him was crying for the blood of whoever had cast the spell, not Tezcatlipoca.

Force of habit made him want to continue the punching, but...

"There are roughly three hundred naked pictures on my phone," Quetzalcoatl finally admitted.

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	obsidianmirror 2013-03-04 08:30 am UTC (link)
	Well that brought him up short. "Seriously?" he asked, lowering his fists slightly. He couldn't help but laugh a little bit. "I'm actually not all that surprised, that sounds like something I'd do. You didn't have to bite me, though. You have fangs." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	snake_eye 2013-03-04 09:36 pm UTC (link)
	"You have giant animal fists, stop whining," Quetzalcoatl snarled. Still, he managed to make himself calm down enough to pull his fangs back in. "Now can we go find the Hummingbird?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	obsidianmirror 2013-03-05 06:51 am UTC (link)
	Tezcatlipoca sheathed his claws, watching as they turned back into normal looking fingertips. "I'm not whining," he said imperiously. (Or tried to do so, anyway.) "Yes, yes, now we can go find the Hummingbird. You're the one who sounds whiny now." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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