Yeah, doesn’t surprise me, gotta admit. You’ve got a certain first impression.
[ Tezcatlipoca laughs, but it’s soft and almost lazy. It’s a bit more than that, to be honest. Whether it’s just his natural intuition or something a bit more divine than that, he’s always drawn to people with strong, unstoppable will, and he can tell Silco has it in spades. Most people that have that kind of resolve aren’t popular, since they’ll push down those in their way. Do anything for their goals. He gets it, since that’s just the kind of person he tends to like. ]
But being popular's overrated anyways. My people always feared me more than they loved me, and that's fine in my book. Makes people honest, at least in a way, though that admittedly ain't always a good thing... But I'd still take seeing people for who they really are, personally.
[ But that point of conversation drifts towards the philosophical, and that's not exactly what he's looking to indulge in. He's still mulling over things about this world, about what it means to be here, and he wants to process those on his own time without input. So, he just offers that as what seems like general commentary, and instead steers the conversation to something more grounded with a small, but toothy smile. Well. Mostly grounded. ]
I’m going to guess she probably didn’t mention it, since it doesn’t make her look all that good. But she ever mention what started our grudge? [ And with another laugh, though this one is shorter and sharper, he adds: ] And I’ll keep the godly parts out of it as much as I can. Basic story’s simple, since she doesn’t learn and it’s the same shit. My brother didn’t let me exist as I saw fit, as you’ve put it.
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[ Tezcatlipoca laughs, but it’s soft and almost lazy. It’s a bit more than that, to be honest. Whether it’s just his natural intuition or something a bit more divine than that, he’s always drawn to people with strong, unstoppable will, and he can tell Silco has it in spades. Most people that have that kind of resolve aren’t popular, since they’ll push down those in their way. Do anything for their goals. He gets it, since that’s just the kind of person he tends to like. ]
But being popular's overrated anyways. My people always feared me more than they loved me, and that's fine in my book. Makes people honest, at least in a way, though that admittedly ain't always a good thing... But I'd still take seeing people for who they really are, personally.
[ But that point of conversation drifts towards the philosophical, and that's not exactly what he's looking to indulge in. He's still mulling over things about this world, about what it means to be here, and he wants to process those on his own time without input. So, he just offers that as what seems like general commentary, and instead steers the conversation to something more grounded with a small, but toothy smile. Well. Mostly grounded. ]
I’m going to guess she probably didn’t mention it, since it doesn’t make her look all that good. But she ever mention what started our grudge? [ And with another laugh, though this one is shorter and sharper, he adds: ] And I’ll keep the godly parts out of it as much as I can. Basic story’s simple, since she doesn’t learn and it’s the same shit. My brother didn’t let me exist as I saw fit, as you’ve put it.