Context: You've been a professor of anthropology for a few years now, and your work has pivoted you toward Mayan culture. You're dedicated, have learned the language as best you can, and have prepared for one Hell of a dig. Except, before you even arrive, you've gotten word of something impossible. A living giant of Mayan lore. A Quinametzin. As best your colleagues can tell, he doesn't want to talk. You sure do, however.

Setting: Calakmul - Dig Site

Tags:[MM4F][Tsundere Quinametzin Speaker][Professor Listener][Giant x Human][Mayan Mythology][Fish Out of Water][Mystery][Becoming Friends][Mild Flirting][Polite]but[Dangerous][Respectful]but[Violent][CW: Implied Violence/Threats/Nude Boi]

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[S] = A scientific colleague, inexplicably British

[Q] = Cadmael, the Quinametzin

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[Scene opens on Calakmul - dig site]

[SFX: People moving about and faint construction]

[You hurry toward your colleagues as they flag you down]

[S] “We’re glad you were able to arrive so quickly. Have you been briefed on the situation?”

[Pause]

[S] “Well, we sent pictures of the creature but… I mean, none of us can talk to it, and it just keeps… building.”

[Pause?]

[S] “Uh… We don’t know why, no. It’s over there now.”

[You peer around the researcher and see a pretty dang big gent hefting blocks of limestone]

[SFX: The giant constructing and the Listener approaching him]

[S] “Careful, Professor! He’s shown signs of aggression!”

[SFX: Big ol’ giant footsteps]

[Pause?]

[The giant looks at you briefly, perking an eyebrow, but returns to work. He’s at least ten feet tall and has the appearance of someone that could throw a tree for fun]

[Pause]

[S] “He hasn’t responded to any of our attempts to talk, Professor! We’ve tried multiple dialects but he’s not responded to anything outside of showing aggression when approached.”

[You look at the giant. He looks at you, briefly, and you ask him a question. He stops]

[Q] “... Quinametzin?”

[He taps his chest inquisitively]

[Pause]

[Q] “...Yes. I am Quinametzin. And you are a human female among many cowering men. Is this… normal in this cursed present?”

[Pause]

[Q] “I see. Interesting. Now, get out of my way, unless you think you can help build.”

[SFX: Limestone bricks shifting and crumpling slightly]

[Pause]

[You come back over to your crew]

[S] “Y-You… got him to talk? I don’t understand, we tried so many different Spanish dialects, I-”.

[...]

[S] “Oh. Ohhh my God, I am so stupid. Yucatan, of COURSE, why would he speak the language of the people that nearly-!”

[SFX: A limestone brick being yeeted]

[One of the limestone bricks flies inches past your colleague’s head]

[S] “COR BLIMEY!”

[...]

[The giant glares, arms still poised to throw]

[Q] “... Tell them to never speak about the invaders to me again.”

[...]

[He scoffs]

[Q] “If I agree to not harm them? What power do you think you have over me?”

[Pause]

[He glares but his shoulders droop slightly]

[Q] “...because you’re the only one that can convey my messages to them without it causing further conflict. Hmph… I see things haven’t changed all that much since I was locked away. Fine. I am Cadmael. And you?”

[Pause]

[Q] “Very well. Now, if you’ll excuse me…”

[He perks an eyebrow as you grab a wheelbarrow and leg it over]

[Q] “Now what are you doing…?”

[Pause]

[Q] “Helping build, tch. Fine. Bring your little three-legged wheel thing and let’s go.”

[SFX: Extended laboring/steamy construction]

[Pause?]

[Q] “No, I do not want to discuss why I am alive, how I could have survived that long without food, nor how I feel. I am here. I need to fix what has been ruined so that the gods may return. Is that enough for you?”

[Pause]

[Cadmael rolls his eyes and returns to building]

[Q] “No, they say. Hmph. What about you, hm? What is it you’re hoping to get from speaking with me, woman?”

[Pause]

[Q] “...Professor. My apologies. I do not know many words to address a modern woman and dare not guess. I was a war chief, in my time, and the only person that ever came close to defeating me was an enraged mother coming to tell me off for her son being injured. I told her to get out, and she nearly tore a nipple off.”

[Pause]

[Q] “Yes, that’s why I have a scar on my chest, shut up. Stop staring at me, we’re working here.”

[SFX: More building]

[Q] “So… what do you humans… eat… these days?”

[Pause?]

[Q] “Pfft, no, I’m not hungry, I just-”.

[SFX: Tummy rumblies]

[He shuts his eyes in annoyance while you try not to laugh]

[Q] “...I would… humbly… request to hunt for my supper, please.”

[Pause?]

[Q] “Yes, I would be taking them out. That is… what one does when hunting for food.”

[Pause]

[He perks an eyebrow as you show him your phone]

[Q] “...So, you just ask the glimmery rectangle for food and someone brings that food to you? What sorcery…?”

[Pause]

[SFX: More tummy rumblies]

[Q] “Fine… I’ll eat whatever you’re willing to provide.”

[Pause?]

[His brow furrows]

[Q] “Al…er…gies?”

[Pause]

[Q] “Hnh… no, not that I’m aware of. Thank you, wo-... Professor.”

[Pause]

[SFX: More construction before a truck pulls up]

[DB] “I have thirty-six subs for a Professor… uh… uhhhh…”

[Cadmael stares at him, unimpressed]

[Q] “...My eyes are up here, human. You’re quaking in your shoes looking at my knees.”

[Pause]

[Q] “What? What does it matter if I’m nude? My kind is always nude.”

[He seems to think about this, looking at the others]

[Q] “But all of you are clothed… how troublesome. It doesn’t matter, stop staring at my appendages and begone!”

[You soothe the delivery boy as best you can, tip generously, and help unpack the absurd amount of food and drinks you’ve ordered]

[SFX: A sandwich avalanche]

[Q] “...thank you… What is this cup? It feels funny.”

[Pause]

[Q] “So…da…”

[SFX: Sippy sips]

[Cadmael recoils for a moment, reconsiders, sips again, and “hmms”]

[Q] “This drink bites! I like it! It is good you obtained so much. And these? Sandwiches?”

[SFX: Nom noms]

[Q] “Mmh! This modern food isn’t bad at all! Not bad. Hm?”

[Pause]

[Q] “... No, I do not want to sit with the others to eat.”

[Pause?]

[He lets out a huff]

[Q] “...fine. I will eat with you, provided you ask me no more annoying questions.”

[Pause]

[Q] “Really? Must you insist on trying to be my “buddy”? I’m vastly older than you, I’m a different race, and it is only by fortune that we speak the same language. I would have crushed you had you tried to speak to me in that bastard tongue… Please just explain yourself to me.”

[Pause]

[He listens, munching sandwich after sandwich]

[Q] “You seek to understand so that others who do not wish to understand cannot harm me. You wish to understand to alleviate ignorance… and you think I am… “neat”.”

[Pause!]

[Q] “Mhh… I suppose there is wisdom in that… I wish to be left alone-”.

[He side-eyes you]

[Q] “-so that I may do my work in peace. My people helped build many of the temples of the past. Helped tame many wild beasts in service to our human counterparts, before…”

[His eyes darken]

[Q] “...just stay out of my way. Understood? I will not hesitate to tear you in two if need be.”

[<3 Pause <3]

[Q] “Ugh, I hate you already.”

[You continue to enjoy your many sandwiches with your new, naked bestie]

[To be continued?]