{"id":30191,"date":"2013-02-18T21:22:08","date_gmt":"2013-02-18T21:22:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/18\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild-6\/"},"modified":"2013-02-18T21:22:08","modified_gmt":"2013-02-18T21:22:08","slug":"archangelswag-iamthefirechild-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/18\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild-6\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/archangelswag.tumblr.com\/post\/43396910068\/i-am-the-firechild-archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">archangelswag<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/43341668377\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/archangelswag.tumblr.com\/post\/43337994331\/i-am-the-firechild-archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">archangelswag<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/42864453874\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/archangelswag.tumblr.com\/post\/42860612122\/i-am-the-firechild-archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">archangelswag<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/42528130122\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/archangelswag.tumblr.com\/post\/42527257678\/i-am-the-firechild-archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">archangelswag<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/42526156862\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>She needs to breathe. She\u2019s trying desperately to hold on to the memory of his words at their last meeting,. She doesn\u2019t want to use him; he\u2019s unique and glorious, yes, but not to be treated as something to collect. She pulls back, breaking the kiss, still feeling the imprint of his mouth on hers. \u201cGabriel.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>His wings fold back, and he looks into Summer\u2019s eyes. \u201cYes, that\u2019s my name, don\u2019t wear it out.\u201d he smiles sadly, his heart not in that terrible joke at all.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d She\u2019s still pressed up against him, arms about his neck, and searches his eyes. One hand threads up into his hair.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cWhen someone pulls back like that, it usually means they\u2019re thinking about something. I worry about what you think of me, which is kind of silly, given how little I care about my impression with others.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m always thinking about something,\u201d Summer laughs. \u201cIn this case, it\u2019s how much I missed you, and how if you kiss me like that one more time, I\u2019m going to forget you\u2019re an archangel and knock you flat on my bed.\u201d Her eyes sparkle.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>He allows a mildly predatory smile to blossom on his face, his eyes sparkling. \u201cThat wouldn\u2019t be so terrible, would it?\u201d He laughs quietly, then leans in close. \u201cBe careful what you think, you never know who\u2019s listening.\u201d With a quick smirk, he goes in for what seems like a kiss.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cTease,\u201d she tells him, covering his mouth with a lifted hand. \u201cIt would be the opposite of terrible, but I don\u2019t want to use you.\u201d The smile turns into something more wry, self-deprecating. \u201cIt\u2019s only if you want that.\u201d A shadow of memory flits across her face, darkening her eyes. \u201cI\u2019ve had enough of ruining things with my wants for a lifetime, these months you were gone.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>He pulls back, his expression quickly turning worried before being covered up by a brittle front of curiosity. \u00a0A hand flits to Summer&#8217;s shoulder as the archangel says, &#8220;Clearly I&#8217;ve missed some important things. What happened? Is there someone I need to &#8216;have a discussion&#8217; with?&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;That would have been nice at the time,&#8221; she sighs, &#8220;but it&#8217;s a bit late now. It&#8217;s a long story.&#8221; Taking his hand, she pulls him to sit beside her on the edge of the bed, pausing to offer ear scratches to the little calico curled up in the centre. &#8220;I&#8217;m dating Tony Stark,&#8221; she begins, avoiding his eyes. &#8220;And &#8230; so was one of his AI robots. Some grey magic gave it a human-android body, I don&#8217;t know much about that. But, um, Dummy &#8212; the AIs name is Dummy &#8212; he asked Tony to marry him. Not long after you disappeared.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She twisted her hands together, shoulders tensing up. &#8220;Tony decided he wanted to keep both of us, and Dummy was &#8230; very not okay with that. He shot himself. Tony was able to save him, and he agreed to try, but even after that he avoided me. And I &#8212; I got impatient, and jealous, and when I went to talk to Dummy, to try to be friends, I did it all wrong. I pushed too hard, and he threatened to kill himself again, and &#8212; &#8221; She faltered, struggling against tears. &#8220;I made him leave,&#8221; she whispered finally.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>archangelswag: iamthefirechild: archangelswag: iamthefirechild: archangelswag: iamthefirechild: archangelswag: iamthefirechild: She needs to breathe. She\u2019s trying desperately to hold on to the memory of his words at their last meeting,. She doesn\u2019t want to use him; he\u2019s unique and glorious, yes, but not to be treated as something to collect. She pulls back, breaking the kiss, still &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/18\/archangelswag-iamthefirechild-6\/\" 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":[10,385,3556],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30191"}],"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=30191"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30191\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30191"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30191"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30191"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}