Sun Mote Copse throwing up the west side as we tear in the air

oh that fucking cunt. if tegan hadn't had such good emotional control at this moment (because let's face it, he typically had quite poor emotional restraint) he might've lunged across that border to tear her fuckin ears off. 

but, on the topic of poor emotional control, a slimy thought pulsed through tegan's mind and... for a moment, tegan was contemplating how everyone else failed to see how god damn intelligent he was. he was an intellectual genius. this was clover's best friend and... and... this was bat's sister. 

instead of shooting her something nasty in return -- which he had lined up, for the record, he was quick on his toes -- tegan shot her a sly smirk, tilting back his head to give her a quick look. "you seemed a little important to be just taking a message... but..." he tried as a small band-aid to their situation, whether or not it was smooth enough would be revealed soon, "basically, there was a promotion in the redhawks -- i'm a beta now -- and also, bat went to go live at lost creek hollow to repay them for taking care of her when she was injured." yep. those were the two big news. he wondered how far this would get him, or if this shit-stain was done with him now.