Cedar Sweep pass the wasabi

"did tegan know that? answer-- i don't know. this remains in character. 

"fuck-- are you serious?" he asked, completely fucked sideways by this incredibly coincidental encounter. FUCK. blackfeather woods. fuck. was that where she was? "ah-- fuck-- thanks for the intel, i gotta go to blackfeather and see-- now-- fuck," he began to ramble with a few heavy shakes of his head. 

"rory you-- should still go north. X will go with, you can see if maybe she's actually up there. i'm gonna cut through the mountains and check out blackfeather-- no way am i going the long way if there's a chance she's there," he said with certainty, his voice gaining it's composure back. his brows furrowed. "no buts, seriously, i'm not letting you go there," he added sternly. ew, stern tegan was not fun to write. but maybe it was attractive, or something. i don't know.

he looked back to llewellyn, gaze still firm. "sorry, i can't keep chit chatting, i gotta go to blackfeather."