hm ?

aggressive ? need a smoke ? “

“ that’s fine , i won’t bother you . “

taking another drag before putting it out .

“ besides , i’m just strolling by . this isn’t my domain . “

he gives the other a cheeky smile before raising a hand .

“ but what’s got you so ⠀┄⤸

a puff of smoke escapes him , optics obscured by tinted sunglasses .

“ mm ? came out for a smoke . “

nothing more , nothing less . tezcatlipoca doesn’t even bother answering her question .

“ apparently , my son . “

hand continues to stuff his face with the donuts . damn … they were good .

“ mmm — oh fuck . that bird brain would LOVE these . “

how … how can he like something she would … ?

in this spirit origin of yours that you can experience . “

“ is that so ? need some help with that ? “

indeed he could tell the class of the servant before him , his very own son . a hand twitches , as if to raise & console , yet , he doesn’t . tezcatlipoca simply walks forward . ⠀┄⤸

kid , whatcha wanna talk to me for ? to see how she’s doing ? “

seeing the way his son’s countenance becomes despondent , a frown marrs his lips for just a split second .

“ mmm … perhaps she has . well , my realm’s only a rest stop after all . “

head tilts down as he grounds out the cigarette .

“ so ⠀┄⤸

continuing to munch on a donut , the sun god tilts his head to the side .

“ well , it is the land of my people , how can i not wander ? “

eyes close briefly before gaze averts elsewhere for a smidge .

“ just ran into someone unexpected … “

light up briefly .

“ not bad , bird brain would love it … “

damn , he’s liking something that feathered idiot would …

a low whistle trills from betwixt two rows of teeth , one hand reaching out to snag a donut from the bag .

“ oh ~ they do smell sweet . do they bring you pleasant memories , then ? “

popping the sweet delicacy into his mouth , eyes ⠀┄⤸

“ mmm ? fancy seeing you here , @masterdaybit.bsky.social . “

the grand servant adjusts his shades slightly before letting out a low chuckle .

“ see anything entertaining on your way here ? “

head tilts to the side , sizing the other up and down slightly . if this child has become a ghost liner , then he too must be dead .

“ since i haven’t seen your mother pass through my domain , i assume she died of natural causes ? “

tezcatlipoca can’t help the smile that adorns his visage .

“ no need to apologize , it’s only natural to want to know where you came from . “

indeed , the sun holds no ill will towards the child . instead , he makes his way over . ⠀┄⤸

ꐚ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𓈒 ❜

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