{"id":31297,"date":"2013-01-04T17:45:16","date_gmt":"2013-01-04T17:45:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/01\/04\/falling\/"},"modified":"2013-01-04T17:45:16","modified_gmt":"2013-01-04T17:45:16","slug":"falling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/01\/04\/falling\/","title":{"rendered":"Falling"},"content":{"rendered":"

iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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\u201cWell, of course.\u201d Her tone was matter-of-fact. \u201cTrust me when I say I\u2019ve been there. But the liquor isn\u2019t going to make you forget the way you want to \u2014 you\u2019re the only person who can do that. And all I can do is take the edge off.\u201d She pursed her lips, looking at him. \u201cI\u2019m going to find your kitchen, and you are going to finish up here, and go to bed. I\u2019ll be right behind you.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor nodded, \u201ckitchen\u2019s downstairs, hang a left, it\u2019s an open layout down there so it shouldn\u2019t be too hard to find. I\u2019ll only be a few more minutes up here. Bedroom\u2019s just down this hall.\u201d His voice was quiet then he gingerly poured water over his head. \u201cI\u2019m sorry but if you wouldn\u2019t mind bringing a little snack up with you when you come back to the room?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the idea. You\u2019ll want it when I release the painblock.\u201d Summer rose to her feet, hair tumbling around her shoulders. She stooped again to kiss him on the forehead before striding out of the room. She was a bit bemused by the size of the house, actually; or more correctly, the ordinariness of it. But then, she supposed, he\u2019d almost certainly simply bought whatever caught his eye, without thinking \u2014 well, alright, the things Victor might want out of a home weren\u2019t the same as what she wanted. And she\u2019d less than no business thinking right now of what they might want together.<\/p>\n

A quick rummage among various cabinets and in the fridge yielded crackers, peanut butter, and a pitcher, which she filled with water. Anything else he might want, she\u2019d come back down and get. She headed back up to the bedroom.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor scrubbed his hands over his face and finished cleaning himself up then carefully got up and out of the tub. He dried himself off then wrapped the towel around his waist and headed to his room. He hadn\u2019t owned this house for very long and hadn\u2019t had much time to decorate it to his tastes but the bedroom, that he\u2019d had time to make his own. The bed was all red and silver with a thick duvet detailed with silver thread in an almost medieval pattern. He enjoyed old things, a kind of mix of old and new. The TV was a bit of a\u00a0monstrosity but that was the only\u00a0visible expensive electronic in the room. Victor padded to the walk in closet pulling open the double doors and pulling a pair of flannel\u00a0pajama bottoms out of one of the drawers. Once he was done getting dressed he walked over to his bed then crawled in, his hand brushing over the slender scimitar hanging on the wall as he passed. He sat up a little in bed and waited for Summer.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer paused in the bedroom door, eyes flicking about to quickly take in the room. She deposited the pitcher and glass on the bedside table, hitching herself up to sit on the edge of the bed. Not meeting Victor’s eyes for a long moment, she contemplated the pitcher, before shaking herself and filling the glass with water. “Here.” In the same motion of handing, she released the painblock, watching Victor’s face carefully.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: \u201cWell, of course.\u201d Her tone was matter-of-fact. \u201cTrust me when I say I\u2019ve been there. But the liquor isn\u2019t going to make you forget the way you want to \u2014 you\u2019re the only person who can do that. And all I can do is take the edge off.\u201d She pursed her … Continue reading Falling<\/span> →<\/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":[10,1052,3228,3731],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31297"}],"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=31297"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31297\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31297"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31297"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31297"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}