[ It’s clear that Tezcatlipoca is listening intently. He asked because he was curious, after all, and he meant it. It’s the kind of question that he wanted to ask that little mage from Chaldea, whenever they would have showed up. What’s it like to kill a god? It’s not exactly something a mortal has any hope of doing under normal circumstances.
So, he appreciates Silco’s answer. On one level, it’s for giving it, on another, he just appreciates how he describes it. It’s Tezcatlipoca’s “job” as a deity to meet and hear people as they are, but he favors those who have a gift with their words. There’s a distinct feeling of approval as Silco goes along, and not just for the act itself. ]
That’s what I like to hear. Not gonna lie, thought you might’ve been talking a big game when you explained it. Just besides the logistics, what would you be feelin’ once the deed was done? It’s bigger than your standard murder.
[ In many senses. There’s the literal that Silco had explained, where gods were truly just large existences in a different way from mortals, but also, Tezcatlipoca could practically feel it. The tension in Kenos thrummed through his bones. He drew no power from it here, but he is what he is. Conflict is finally taking a good root in this boring-ass world, and he has a feeling that Silco at least played a role in it by making it clear that not everyone was going to play nice. ]
So, congratulations, Silco. You’ve pulled off a goddamn miracle.
[ It’s sincerely, seriously given, but after that, it’s like Tezcatlipoca relaxes. It’s as if giving that praise was some kind of official duty, and for the rest he’s able to relax. ]
Gotta reward ya for a job well done, since you’re practically my acolyte now! Saw her temple was still out there, so what do you say to doing a little reclamation? I’ll make your blessing in the process. Just need you to bring something with you, since it’s just more of a pain in the ass for me to get a hold of when I’ve just gotten here.
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So, he appreciates Silco’s answer. On one level, it’s for giving it, on another, he just appreciates how he describes it. It’s Tezcatlipoca’s “job” as a deity to meet and hear people as they are, but he favors those who have a gift with their words. There’s a distinct feeling of approval as Silco goes along, and not just for the act itself. ]
That’s what I like to hear. Not gonna lie, thought you might’ve been talking a big game when you explained it. Just besides the logistics, what would you be feelin’ once the deed was done? It’s bigger than your standard murder.
[ In many senses. There’s the literal that Silco had explained, where gods were truly just large existences in a different way from mortals, but also, Tezcatlipoca could practically feel it. The tension in Kenos thrummed through his bones. He drew no power from it here, but he is what he is. Conflict is finally taking a good root in this boring-ass world, and he has a feeling that Silco at least played a role in it by making it clear that not everyone was going to play nice. ]
So, congratulations, Silco. You’ve pulled off a goddamn miracle.
[ It’s sincerely, seriously given, but after that, it’s like Tezcatlipoca relaxes. It’s as if giving that praise was some kind of official duty, and for the rest he’s able to relax. ]
Gotta reward ya for a job well done, since you’re practically my acolyte now! Saw her temple was still out there, so what do you say to doing a little reclamation? I’ll make your blessing in the process. Just need you to bring something with you, since it’s just more of a pain in the ass for me to get a hold of when I’ve just gotten here.