{"id":31643,"date":"2012-12-08T07:28:33","date_gmt":"2012-12-08T07:28:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/08\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-42\/"},"modified":"2012-12-08T07:28:33","modified_gmt":"2012-12-08T07:28:33","slug":"iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-42","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/08\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-42\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

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She grinned at him, sending the flame back to the candle. \u201cWhat \u2014 oh, the bonding. It\u2019s, um. It\u2019s hard to explain.\u201d Summer chewed on her lip for a minute, trying to think of the right words. \u201cI guess the closest analogue would be the mind melds, from Star Trek. When I bond to someone, it\u2019s mostly involuntary on my part, though, and they usually don\u2019t know anything about it. But what it means is that even under heavy shields, unless I\u2019m drugged, I can still sense that person. No matter what. Distance doesn\u2019t matter. Their feelings are a whisper in the back of my mind.\u201d She paused again, flicking her gaze up to Victor. \u201cI\u2019m bonded to the girls I met in college. One of them lives in Hawai\u2019i. I can still feel her.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cWow, she\u2019s in Hawaii? That\u2019s incredible that you can still feel her emotions. I suppose it might also be difficult.\u201d He shook his head in bewilderment, \u201cTrying to sort of all of those emotions and your own must be an interesting process.\u201d He stopped then and thought a moment. \u201cSo you said that we bonded, correct? I\u2019ll do my best not to be too much of a pain then with the bloodlust.\u201d He smiled, half joking, half not. \u201cDo you keep in touch with your friends from college?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cI said we could.\u201d She smirked at him, laughing. \u201cIf we keep doing what we were doing last night, then definitely. But it\u2019s a lot easier to handle bonded emotions than almost any other. They aren\u2019t obtrusive, and they don\u2019t affect me physically.\u201d Summer\u2019s eyes went distant for a moment. \u201cIt\u2019s the people I\u2019m not bonded to that are the problem, that way. Someone else\u2019s pain, someone else\u2019s desire, someone else\u2019s desperate hope. You asked, why have I been alone so much? That\u2019s why.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cWait, so is it based in sexual arousal? Intimacy? both the romantic or non romantic sort.\u201d<\/p>\n

Victor looked down for a moment. \u201cI wish there was something I could do,\u201d he mumbled almost inaudibly. He looked up at her then, questioning and curiosity in his eyes. \u201cHave you ever given your emotions to other people?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Victor, darling, I do search-and-rescue and crowd control for SHIELD. Yes, I can project.” Summer propped her elbows on the table and looked at him over her hands. “I don’t understand what you mean. What is it you \/want\/ to do? I’m not exactly suffering anymore. I have a job, there are people who see my abilities as useful but allow me to say no, and now there’s you.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: She grinned at him, sending the flame back to the candle. \u201cWhat \u2014 oh, the bonding. It\u2019s, um. It\u2019s hard to explain.\u201d Summer chewed on her lip for a minute, trying to think of the right words. \u201cI guess the closest analogue would be the mind melds, from Star Trek. When … Continue reading <\/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":[10,1052,3789],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31643"}],"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=31643"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31643\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31643"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31643"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31643"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}