Acatl will never complain out loud. Such things are a waste of breath, and besides it's both stupid and pointless to rail against the vagaries of fate when doing so won't change anything. But he's leaving a meeting with the Emperor and the other High Priests with a face like stone, and when he only nods a greeting to Teomitl falling into step besides him, Teomitl knows why.
There are times I really hate my brother. He breaks the silence with a nearly-careless shrug. "You know, I could still kill him."
"No, Teomitl."
"I'm only reminding you that the offer's open!"
"The answer's still no."
"...Quenami, then?" The High Priest of Huitzilopochtli tried to have Acatl killed, and if there's an option to remove him that won't require waiting for his brother's death, Teomitl's willing to take it. He's always wanted to know if he can get the bastard to roll all the way down the steps of his own temple.
"No!"
((fun aztec history note: the great temple, where the main shrine to huitzilopochtli was located, is estimated as having been 150 feet high))
Obsidian & Blood, Acatl & Teomitl
There are times I really hate my brother. He breaks the silence with a nearly-careless shrug. "You know, I could still kill him."
"No, Teomitl."
"I'm only reminding you that the offer's open!"
"The answer's still no."
"...Quenami, then?" The High Priest of Huitzilopochtli tried to have Acatl killed, and if there's an option to remove him that won't require waiting for his brother's death, Teomitl's willing to take it. He's always wanted to know if he can get the bastard to roll all the way down the steps of his own temple.
"No!"
((fun aztec history note: the great temple, where the main shrine to huitzilopochtli was located, is estimated as having been 150 feet high))