(Pre-warning: There is allot of blood mentioned in this one. Aztec has the reins and he is pissed)
~Maya
Bring it on. The Europeans were far more advanced then you. Guns and Steel.
That's all I will say.
Orlando~
Orlando,
Maya has left to try and fight her way into the physical world, so I'm hijacking this letter!
…...did you even listen to her? For that matter, anyone besides yourself?
When it comes to my own kin, DEREST Great-Great Nephew*fake smile* I try and be pretty sympathetic, but there is no redeeming the way you treat your ancestors.
You are a disrespectful brat and if you lived in my time you would be skinned as offering to Huitzilopochtli. Your blood would stain the offering table as a mark of your disloyalty. Not only skinned, for your dishonor, you would be skinned ALIVE. Only allowed death after being driven insane from the sheer pain and suffering the feeling of your own skin peeling from your flesh and your lifeblood running down the temple my metaphorical Little sister is going to deliver you, is nothing compared to my time. You have no right to act so high and mighty, you have not heard or felt your own people getting mutilated in such a fashion. That was one of the only things I absolutely hated about my gods. That I had to feel my people dying...but For once I want to see that happen. I'd do it myself you know~ And I'd only just barely let you keep your life. I would purposefully yank every last bit of hair form your body beforehand too. And I'd take extra care that your 'vital reigons' would be the first to go.
So think about how lucky you are that Maya's gods don't require a sacrifice of blood as she tans your little backside into behaving.
Much Love~
Aztec
(Sorry about the description, but Aztec sacrifices were pretty bloody things and I don't think Aztec would take well to Orlando at all if he was allowed to talk...)