#the cyclists

[modern-inheritance]

Murtagh: .... I'd say 'what the feck, woman,' but we both know we're both on that ride. Arya: *cheery* Aaaay, back scar buddies! *raises hand for enthusiastic high five* Murtagh: *stares long and hard at this crazy elf he's been assigned to team up with* Murtagh: *sighs and gives her a mediocre high five* Back scar buddies, wooo....

the first law of tragedies: the end is already written and inevitable. the second law of tragedies: your actions are all your own and you can choose to get off this ride whenever you want. the third law of tragedies: we both know that you are never going to do that.

[modern-inheritance]

Murtagh: Why did you hatch for me?

Thorn: Simple. I was bored of all the waiting, I felt you were a good match, and you weren’t crazier than a usurping dingbat.

Murtagh: ….

Murtagh: Sometimes I regret teaching you my vocabulary.

Thorn: You’re my favorite dingbat.

[weirdponytail]

Working on bringing a new concept in with the Riders Signs. Not linked to the Riders really, but a method of reading and understanding body language that is ‘encoded’ in a way. I like to imagine that Brom, Arya and Glen spent years working on developing it between them, and once they had it down they spread it to a select few trusted members of the Varden and elves. For when even Riders Signs would be too obvious, in case of capture and oaths, it combines body language, small facial tics, muscle movements, and, most importantly, relies on the user having at least some previous experience with mental communication and direct eye contact.

It’s basically reading micro expressions but with more direct and specific words rather than involuntary emotions. When free to do so the sender can ‘pulse,’ sending a simplistic thought phrase that lingers like a ‘ghost’ due to the visual cues indicating the idea or thought pulsed out. It does not require lowering mental barriers for either on the message chain, though clarity is improved when the sender opens their barriers to send the pulse.

The pulse has a limited range, and thus is not a true requirement of this new method but it helps when the recipient or the sender are not completely comfortable with the method yet or when more complex things need to be communicated. Even with a pulse, these ghost messages and visual cues can only communicate a handful of words at a time, usually only one or two sentences.

At this point, Eragon (and Saphira) are unaware that Brom has been subtly teaching them this odd language without words. He didn’t want them having knowledge of what it really was just in case they were captured and Eragon’s mind was broken. This Eragon understands but has no idea how or why.

[modern-inheritance]

Arya, Circa the Ellesméra times, colorized.

"Do these symptoms interfere with your daily activities?"

Bitch these symptoms ARE my daily activities wym

[modern-inheritance]

Brom: There’s several levels of done for a steak.

Brom: Bloody, rare, medium-rare, medium, well done, and ‘my weird elf shadow has a knack for teleportation magic and wanted to see what could happen when teleporting unprotected flesh and took my fucking dinner without asking.’

Arya: Oh come on!

Arya: That was like…over eighty years ago!

Arya: And it was an important part of the process!

Brom: Process?! What PROCESS?!

Arya: The process of testing if teleporting unprotected living things was feasible!

Eragon: *amused* What did your results tell you?

Arya: oh, never try it. It was like someone tried to cook that thing by stuffing it with a grenade.

Saphira: Lovely. First you teleport me, then Eragon tries to sell me. Lower than chopped liver.

Arya: Oh, don’t worry. Dragon eggs were teleported before. It was perfectly safe.

Saphira: It flattened a forest. You were aiming for Brom’s HOUSE.

Arya: …okay in my defense, I WAS KIND OF PRESSED FOR TIME, SAPHIRA!

[weirdponytail]

3 down, 2 to go.

[modern-inheritance]

Okay, everyone? We need to have a serious talk.

There's a new rule.

Never, ever...Introduce Odysseus of Ithaca...to Roran Stronghammer. Alright? We good? We don't...we don't need a combination of that energy. We need them to understand they got back to their lady and...and that they did some great and terrible things...but we do not need them getting together at some point to talk about it.

Just...let them both take a nap.

[modern-inheritance]

Did Glaedr ever get phantom pain on his missing leg?

Oh my god–

DO DRAGONS IN THEIR ELDUNARI GET PHANTOM PAIN?!?

[modern-inheritance]

I’m not checking the book itself, but I think Galbatorix had a room full of riders swords. Arya brings them back to Rhunon. Rhunon actually hugs Eragon when he and Saphira visit Ellesméra before they leave and thanks him for freeing the swords.

[modern-inheritance]

Galbatorix on Murtagh's Confusing Genetics (Nature vs Nurture) (Audio on!)

I think I'm funny.

[modern-inheritance]

okay i am fucking WHEEZING because first I thought 'heh, when Eragon tries to dance with Arya and she's still taller than him.'

but then i thought 'no. NO.'

'THIS IS OBVIOUSLY ERAGON AND RORAN DANCING AT RORAN AND KATRINA'S WEDDING AND JUST FUCKING HAVING THE TIME OF THEIR LIVES BECAUSE THEY AND ALL THEIR FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES ARE LAUGHING AND CLAPPING AND THEY ARE JUST HAVING. FUN. LIKE A FAMILY AGAIN.'

Are you on southern men swing dancing together tiktok?? Huh??? Because I AM

[modern-inheritance]

Ever wonder what the combination of elf and human DNA in a body could do if an easily transmissible viral human disease encountered half elf defenses, acquired alterations to its structure (as viruses do) and then became transmissible to elves?

(Because I sure do!)

Glenwing: *staring very hard at Eragon one fine afternoon of sparring and training* Eragon: ....Can...are you...are you okay there, Glen? Glen: *suspicious squint* Eragon: ...Saphira could you uh...see what's up with him, he's kinda scaring me. Glen: You. Glen: You. Are a pandemic. Waiting to happen. Eragon: ???? Excuse me??? Glen: *turns and walks off muttering to himself about needing some books from Angela and Orrin to check some things and to get some surgical masks from Vilks*

[modern-inheritance]

Eragon: *Pulling Arya aside after a meeting not long after they get back from that funny little jaunt across the Empire in Brisingr* Sorry, I just...I have to ask. Eragon: *very quiet whisper* Did I just hear you call Orrin a...*steels himself to actually say such a combination of words* a 'twatwaffle' after he made that troop movement suggestion? Arya: .... Arya: Fuck, I am REALLY going to have to get used to you hearing me now, huh? Damn Bloodoath... Eragon: ...Where on earth do you get these words from? Arya: Oh you'd be surprised.

[modern-inheritance]

–Angela Mooneater, to Eragon quite seriously about some actual prophecy

it is foretold on the freaky slab

[tightlycraguys]