[ Silco only offered him a brief smirk, a ghost of humor before it's quickly smothered and swallowed as always, and he took another long drag of his cigar to mask the sour look on his face, and he pulled on it sourly for a moment. This Tezcatlipoca does not know of the missing hand in his pocket, or their recent altercation. His face contorts briefly, before he nodded in acceptance. ]
Probably would have to, if Quetzalcoatl is your match, hm?
[ Another beat, and then: ]
It was enjoyable at the moment, I will admit. I never thought of gods as anything more than myth as it is β so killing one was not on my list of possible things to do until I arrived here.
Though, if you want pointers for the next time you try...
[ It's said with another twist of his lips, an amused joke there. ]
I'd ask you to make it a little more permanent if you try again, but... [ Well. He wanted to do that himself. ]
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Probably would have to, if Quetzalcoatl is your match, hm?
[ Another beat, and then: ]
It was enjoyable at the moment, I will admit. I never thought of gods as anything more than myth as it is β so killing one was not on my list of possible things to do until I arrived here.
Though, if you want pointers for the next time you try...
[ It's said with another twist of his lips, an amused joke there. ]
I'd ask you to make it a little more permanent if you try again, but... [ Well. He wanted to do that himself. ]