{"id":26071,"date":"2013-07-15T00:34:51","date_gmt":"2013-07-15T00:34:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/07\/15\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-21\/"},"modified":"2013-07-15T00:34:51","modified_gmt":"2013-07-15T00:34:51","slug":"incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-21","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/07\/15\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-21\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/incredibly-gifted-faker.tumblr.com\/post\/55464985824\/iamthefirechild-incredibly-gifted-faker\" class=\"tumblr_blog\">incredibly-gifted-faker<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/55451114763\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild\" class=\"tumblr_blog\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/incredibly-gifted-faker.tumblr.com\/post\/55395263453\/iamthefirechild-incredibly-gifted-faker\" class=\"tumblr_blog\">incredibly-gifted-faker<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/53626252435\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/incredibly-gifted-faker.tumblr.com\/post\/53610061409\/iamthefirechild-incredibly-gifted-faker\">incredibly-gifted-faker<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI wanted my hands on you?\u201d Robert shook his head, waving his hand absent-minded in the air. \u201cYou know, as well as I do, that you were the one who wanted your hands on me. Or, wanted me to put my hands on you. Either way.\u201d It was a joke she made, but Robert couldn\u2019t help himself. He usually tried to be the one with the last laugh as far as he was concerned. \u201cAlright, alright, lead the way, just make sure not to pull my arm out of the socket while doing so. I kind of need it for my career.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll put it back!\u201d she protested. \u201cBut you aren\u2019t the actor I think you are if you can\u2019t get around the loss of an arm.\u201d They didn\u2019t have far to go, so she left her bike propped up while she led him to where they could see the bike rental place. Going behind him, Summer gave a little push. \u201cGo on, I have to get mine back.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Did you just joke about putting my arm back after you tear it off? I may be one hell of an amazing actor, but I\u2019ll have you know it won\u2019t be as easy as you think to play certain roles with only one arm. Plus the image isn\u2019t all that wonderful either.&#8221; With that shove against his back, Robert pretended to stumble a bit, fixing his glasses into place. \u201cI\u2019m going, I\u2019m going. No need to shove.&#8221; With a quick smile and wave of his hand, Robert got busy, filling out the paperwork and snatching himself up a bike for the day. He\u2019d have to admit it had been some time since he had ridden, that\u2019s for sure. Before long, he was back at Summer\u2019s side, bike at his side. \u201cJust around the park, you said?&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Unless you wanted something different.&#8221; She swung her leg over the bike, balancing precariously on her tiptoes. \u201cYou were the one who suggested Central Park.&#8221; With a nudge, she got the front pedal into place and pushed off, wheeling in a wide circle around Robert before striking back down the way she\u2019d come. There were more than enough tangled paths just in the southernmost part of the park to keep them busy for an hour or so.<\/p>\n<p>She pedaled a little harder, intending to sweep back around to him, and accidentally shot herself off the path. Trying to recover, she jackknifed the bike, tangled her feet in the body trying to dismount, and ended up in an awkward, skin-scraping sprawl on the pavement, breathing sharp and fast. Somewhere in the midst of landing, she said, \u201cShit. Oww.&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;That doesn\u2019t mean we have to spend all day in Central Park. The city awaits too.&#8221; Robert watched as Summer pedaled off on her bike, seeming to almost be mocking him a bit. It didn\u2019t take long for the actor to take his seat on his own bike, going off after her.<\/p>\n<p>Though the slight excitement was short lived as Robert watched as Summer went straight off the path, sending herself careening into the pavement, an act that had Robert ditching his own bike, letting it fall straight to the ground as he rushed over to Summer\u2019s side. \u201cAre you okay? Here, at least let me help you up\u2026&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;No, oww, hold on.&#8221; She turned her hands up, wincing at the shallow scrapes turning red. &#8220;When will I learn how to tumble properly and not catch myself with my hands.&#8221; Though the marks weren&#8217;t deep, there were a number of scraped places, including both knees and the top of her foot, and the stinging was sharp enough to make her vaguely nauseous.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>incredibly-gifted-faker: iamthefirechild: incredibly-gifted-faker: iamthefirechild: incredibly-gifted-faker: \u201cI wanted my hands on you?\u201d Robert shook his head, waving his hand absent-minded in the air. \u201cYou know, as well as I do, that you were the one who wanted your hands on me. Or, wanted me to put my hands on you. Either way.\u201d It was a joke &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/07\/15\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-21\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\"><\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,2226],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26071"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26071"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26071\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26071"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26071"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26071"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}