#autisticinquisitor

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"I want a book about the kickass tattoo artist who helped Divergent kids instead of Tris Blandgirl McSpecialHero"

So I'm re-reading the Divergent Series and my friend Clare and I have some thoughts.

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I can tell when @autisticinquisitor is writing because I get awesome questions like "Do you think Zevran would try to give {redacted} sex advice?"

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Another of the drabbles @autisticinquisitor  prompted me , because she's the bessst. #5. "Is... is that even possible? Like, can we do this?"

“Absolutely not. You told me I'd live into my forties, and in case you hadn't noticed Ser, I am an overachiever. Stay away from the rutting Deep Roads,” Neria snapped furiously.

Alistair stroked her cheek, “Darling, I'm not sure it's negotiable. You know if you don't submit to the Calling you end up just being a slave to the Blight. You'd have to find a cure.”

She looked him in the eye with a ferocity. “Is… is that even possible? Like, can we do this?”    

“Look at you. You've already got it in your head. You practically have your routes planned,” Alistair said, almost laughing. “When do we leave?”

Neria looked down at her wedding band, and at the four little blossoms tattooed above it. Her eyes returned to his face. “Why don't we discuss it in the morning.”