WHO: Tezcatlipoca & Others WHAT: 2025 catch-all time baby WHERE: all over WHEN: all times WARNINGS: threads will include content warnings where appropriate!
Yeah, heaven is forbidding, asshole. Or at least complaining about it…
[ Because he’s heaven! Duh! But as he clicks his tongue in irritation, he leans back to settle into his bed again. A little bit of liquor feels good in his stomach, since no one has let him smoke. He’ll have to take his vices where he can get them. ]
…But, yeah. That’s about right.
[ Silco is lonely. That’s obvious to him, even if Silco would deny it. Or rather, he probably would say something like how he doesn’t need people. Loneliness doesn’t apply to him as a result. Et cetera. So, Tezcatlipoca sighs. ]
Getting him—you—to even admit that he likes someone is like pullin’ teeth. Plenty of that loneliness is self-inflicted.
[ He makes a face. It looks... somewhere between annoyed and dismayed. For a Silco whose loss never came from those close to him, for a Silco who had never had to question whether the people sitting next to him could lash out and kill him, its hard to fathom.
Why, he wonders? ]
Why would I... he do that? [ A twitch of his lips, and he spreads his hands. How very Silco of him. The mannerisms are still there, just... softer. ]
Since you seem to already know him well enough to make other calls about this supposed "version" of me.
[ Tezcatlipoca can’t help but chuckle, since that grimace is so very Silco, but it’s almost like seeing his mannerisms on a stranger. He knows this man, but he doesn’t. It’s just as unsettling for Silco as it was for Daybit, but at least he’s gotten the shooting out of his system. ]
Sure do. I’m practically his therapist!
[ He says it lightly, like he’s joking, but that’s mostly just so if Silco does remember all of this? He doesn’t dwell on that comment. He can take it as a joke rather than the truth. ]
…Same reason as anyone though, yeah? Not that hard to guess. [ He shrugs ] He got hurt, so that’s his way to protect himself.
[ Even this kinder, softer version of Silco finds that hard to believe. ]
Hardly effective then, aren't you? If he's as miserable as you say.
[ Isn't therapy supposed to... work?
Then again, this version of Silco isn't aware that the man has made progress. Miracle of miracles. Tezca deserves a raise is what he deserves. ]
How did it happen? Getting hurt? [ Why is he even asking? He doesn't believe him, but maybe there's something to this delusion that Tezcatlipoca is living. Maybe there's a kernel of truth to examine here. Pull it out, and look at it.
Or maybe he's just a fool. Who knew? ]
I mean, I got hurt too. [ he tapped his eye. ] And I'm not... quite such a mess.
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[ Because he’s heaven! Duh! But as he clicks his tongue in irritation, he leans back to settle into his bed again. A little bit of liquor feels good in his stomach, since no one has let him smoke. He’ll have to take his vices where he can get them. ]
…But, yeah. That’s about right.
[ Silco is lonely. That’s obvious to him, even if Silco would deny it. Or rather, he probably would say something like how he doesn’t need people. Loneliness doesn’t apply to him as a result. Et cetera. So, Tezcatlipoca sighs. ]
Getting him—you—to even admit that he likes someone is like pullin’ teeth. Plenty of that loneliness is self-inflicted.
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Why, he wonders? ]
Why would I... he do that? [ A twitch of his lips, and he spreads his hands. How very Silco of him. The mannerisms are still there, just... softer. ]
Since you seem to already know him well enough to make other calls about this supposed "version" of me.
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Sure do. I’m practically his therapist!
[ He says it lightly, like he’s joking, but that’s mostly just so if Silco does remember all of this? He doesn’t dwell on that comment. He can take it as a joke rather than the truth. ]
…Same reason as anyone though, yeah? Not that hard to guess. [ He shrugs ] He got hurt, so that’s his way to protect himself.
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[ Even this kinder, softer version of Silco finds that hard to believe. ]
Hardly effective then, aren't you? If he's as miserable as you say.
[ Isn't therapy supposed to... work?
Then again, this version of Silco isn't aware that the man has made progress. Miracle of miracles. Tezca deserves a raise is what he deserves. ]
How did it happen? Getting hurt? [ Why is he even asking? He doesn't believe him, but maybe there's something to this delusion that Tezcatlipoca is living. Maybe there's a kernel of truth to examine here. Pull it out, and look at it.
Or maybe he's just a fool. Who knew? ]
I mean, I got hurt too. [ he tapped his eye. ] And I'm not... quite such a mess.