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WHO: Mary Magdalene & Huitzilopitchli
WHEN: Monday night (6th)
WHERE: His building
WHAT: Okay, let's try and make this work...

Mary had told the Aztec she would come back in a few days to see him, and in the end it was four days later that she showed up at his door, red hair loose over her shoulders and her dress a pale blue.

It was a warrior that let her in and if he had any opinion at all about her being there, he didn't let it show. Mary had her suspicions that she wasn't entirely welcome by them again, not after last time.

She sat on the balcony as she waited for Huitzilopitchli, the same balcony she'd been at nights ago when she told him she would sell her soul if he asked. That still held true, she knew. (Mary didn't even know if she could give away her soul or what it would mean for her existence, but she'd do it for the chance to be with Huitzilopitchli.)

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He hadn't expected Mary, so he didn't return until later in the day. Ever so slowly he was tightening the net around the god he was hunting, having every bit the patience he needed for this. Rushing in without knowledge of his prey was foolish, and he didn't want the prey to be warned.

When he returned they told him of Mary and he walked onto the balcony. "Mary," He offered. He was a bit unsure but went to sit beside her, "I didn't expect you."

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Mary smiled at him as he sat and said, "I told you I'd drop by sometime. Been busy?"

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He shrugged to that, "in a way. Playing cat and mouse is tricky when the mouse has far too many friends, and we are only three. Yourself?"

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"Do you want help?" Mary asked him seriously. She was sick of this godling playing his games with them all. At his question she shrugged herself. "Not really. Hanging out at my apartment, thinking about things." 'Things' in this case meaning 'us'.

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"I would not turn you aside, but," he took a bowl from one of his warriors and motioned to the city, "Quetzalcoatl and Tezcatlipoca will be less then happy about such aid. They wish this to be for us three. But I'll keep you in mind should we require it. Or they get too busy trying to one up one another again. They can never quite make up their minds if they hate one another, or just want one another."

He tilted his head, "and?"

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Mary nodded. "I understand," she told him. None of the Aztecs would be exactly thrilled that she was back in the picture and she wondered if Huitzilopochtli would tell them about her. She didn't think she would tell any of the saints. (George, especially, as she had told him that Huitzilopochtli killed and ate people. George had told her it was good she'd broken up with him.)

"And," Mary continued, reading out to take his hand, gentle enough that he could draw away. "I want this. I want us. Nothing about the other night changed that for me."

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He was glad that she did. He felt himself allowed some happiness, and it was what she offered him. With a smile he took her hand in hers and leaned closer to her. "Good. I have missed you, even just your company." Gently he went to kiss her, drawing back after a short moment. He wouldn't push. "One step at a time. We rushed too much before. I want to know you."

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"I miss your company as well," Mary said to him, staying near when he broke the kiss, her smile a soft thing on her lips. "So many times I wished you were there in the night with me, just to hear your voice."

Then she grew a little more serious and looked at him. "But... I need to say something first, before we go any further at all." She held his hands, running a thumb across the warm skin as she looked at them. Then she lifted her eyes to meet his. "I'll never stop you from doing what you do, from your rituals and the deaths but... I can't be part of it myself," she said firmly with a shake of her head. "I won't raise a hand against the mortals and I can't be involved the way I was the other night. Mankind made me as a thing to protect them and bring them comfort, so please know that while I understand and accept theirs death as a part of you, it isn't a part of me and I can't change that. I'd do almost anything for you, but I won't kill human beings. Can you accept that?"

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"Of course I can," he protected humans as well, but differently. Blood made the world go round, and it's power was what he needed. But that were their differences. He was a harsh God for a harsh people. She not so much.

Smiling he took her hand and kissed the palm of it. "I'd never ask you to kill. I needed you to understand what I was. Blood and death are part of me, like comfort is to you. Now you do, and I won't ask it again." He offered an easy shrug. It seemed a simple thing to comply to. "Anything else?"

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Mary's smile was small but relieved. She had been afraid that she might have ended things with that, but it was the final line she couldn't cross. "Mostly," she told him. "I've been paying my way the last year through selling my body to men, but it'll stop now. It was just... when times are hard... it's easy money and it's what I know." She shrugged. She hated that part of herself, especially when she was feeling happier. Mary couldn't help but see disgust and judgement in the eyes of those around her, even if it wasn't really there.

"I want to make you happy," Mary said. "I want us to be happy, despite all our differences.

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Hearing that wasn't pleasant, but he did recall he didn't own her. She wasn't fully his, and it wasn't like he'd kept to himself. "I'd prefer you not do that. I've found some comfort elsewhere. Never for long. Mortals are tricky." He smiled at her, "an easy task with me. Just let me look after you. Even if you want to keep your own space, there's enough money so you won't need to sell your body."

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"I'm glad you haven't been alone," Mary told him. "A little jealous," she added with an amused eyeroll at herself, "but glad."

"I'm done with the prostitution. It's a part of my story and my history and human beings will always keep it there, but for now I turning my back on it. I don't want what I am and the things I desire to hurt us. I can be stronger than their beliefs of me." At least, she hoped she could. "I'll find a real job again though. I want to be useful to the mortals; it's part of what I am, and I've been wallowing in alcoholic misery for too long."

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He chuckled to that, "I got tired of being alone. But I found I cannot act human very well. I don't understand mortals, or how they think. For the past few months I've been ensuring Quetzalcoatl and Tezcatlipoca don't end the world again."

"I do understand that. Belief is tied to us. I cannot give up my blood, and you cannot give up part of what makes you yourself. As I said I'd prefer if you didn't, but I do understand." He waved his hand, "these people, the ones outside of my domain, they could use someone. It's easy for me to take control, because they are being ignored. Few care for their well being. Help here, if you help anywhere. Trust me, they'll thank you for it."

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"Seems like a worthy pursuit," Mary smiled. She'd met Quetzalcoatl once, but the other was unfamiliar to her beyond the vague ideas she knew of his pantheon. She suspected it would be better to avoid him.

"If I slip, I'll tell you," Mary promised. "I'll never keep it a secret from you if I end up in the bed someone else, that much I swear right now." She kissed his hands. "I don't want secrets between us. I want you to see all of me, even the ugly parts."

The idea of taking care of those in the area around them that had had taken control of as a god appealed to her nature. To bring them comfort and make sure they had food and warmth, these were important things. Perhaps, in some way, it could make up for the deaths she was going to allow to happen. "I'd like that. Thank you."

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He rolled his eyes, "I mostly just want to tell them to just have sex and call me when they have stopped being children. Both older then me and I'm the one having to be the mature one. And they can no longer destroy the world, but they can cause trouble."

"Thank you," he had nothing in turn to offer. He made sure to be honest. Lying just wasn't in his nature. "You see all of me. Always."

Smiling he nodded, "I protect people too, just in different ways. And I see them cry out. Some things I cannot answer."

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Mary just laughed at his comments about his fellow gods, having nothing to add to it herself. She'd like to say she knew saints like that, but in truth she was one of them. Mary could be as immature and frustrating as any of them, she figured.

"I know," Mary said, reaching out to touch his cheek gently, so glad to be granted that familiar warmth once more.

"Then I'll help them," Mary told him. "However I can. Maybe together we can make something beautiful." It would be the most unconventional of pairings, a King Aztec and Queen Saint, but maybe it would work for the people here.

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He leaned into the touch on his cheek, having missed that. It was the simpler things he figured h missed the most. And even if it might implode, he'd at least given his all.

"Good, I'm happy you will do so." He could keep her as safe as he could and figure out a way to balance both their differences. Or at least give it a try.

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Mary leaned in, brushing her cheek against his. "Can I stay here with you tonight?" she asked him quietly.

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That took him by surprise and he turned to look at her. He raised on hand to run his fingers along his cheek and frowned. "I want you to, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea. Rushing wasn't such a good idea."

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"Then we won't rush, if that's how you want to do it." She didn't want to wait, but that was how Mary always was. How else could she express her affection and friendship if not through sex? But then maybe that was the whole reason everything fell apart for her. Sex was a large part of who she was, but it complicated things.

"But..." she added after a moment, now worrying about the idea. "You do still want me? You're still attracted to me, aren't you?"

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He smiled and looked at her, "Yes. Very much so. My body does not agree with my mind for letting you go, but it is best. I went ahead blindly before. I want to figure out you and me first. I want to try and do it right. My mind and heart need to be level."

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Although she tried not to let it show too much, Mary's expression was one of vast relief. She could handle him wanting to wait - she couldn't handle the idea that he no longer wanted her sexually.

"I accept this," Mary said. "We'll move at your speed." She leaned forward the kiss him softly, remembering now that she'd coaxed and tricked him into having sex with her in the first place. Perhaps it was better this time that he got to make the moves then. Mary tried not to think about how much she was going to want him until then.

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He returned the kiss passionately, because he only had so much restraint, and wrapped his arms around her to keep her near. He kept the kiss for a long time before he broke it, knowing that any longer and he wouldn't be able to push her away. But he needed to trust her first, and charging in blindly again wouldn't help that.

He took a breath and released her, "probably best you go. Before I change my mind."

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Mary moaned against his lips as his sudden show of desire, and it was enough to reassure her that she hadn't been forgotten. Now she wanted him more though and she wanted him now.

Mary felt like her legs had weakened and she was glad to be sitting on the railing when he broke the kiss. She bit her lip and swallowed. She wanted to encourage him on, to drag him close to her, to climb onto his lap and pull her dress up over her thighs, to fuck right there on the balcony.

But instead she dug her nails into her thighs and took a deep breath. "If you say so," Mary said, trying to keep the hungry look from her eyes as much as possible.

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He turned away and took a deep breath. He'd missed her more then he'd let himself believe, but he was determined to try and do this right, and to let his old wounds heal a bit first.

He rose and gave himself some distance, "it is for the best Mary."

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"I'll be good," Mary said, standing up herself with a smile and raising her hands in surrender. "Look, no hands. I can head home though and remove temptation for both of us."