{"id":31647,"date":"2012-12-08T06:39:29","date_gmt":"2012-12-08T06:39:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/08\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-44\/"},"modified":"2012-12-08T06:39:29","modified_gmt":"2012-12-08T06:39:29","slug":"iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-44","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/08\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-44\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

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Summer shrugged. \u201cSure. Ask me anything.\u201d She picked up the fork and started playing with her eggs, pushing them around. It felt like Victor wasn\u2019t taking her seriously. \u201cI\u2019ve always been weird,\u201d she began, quietly, not looking at him. \u201cI read too much, I think too much, I\u2019m too outspoken. No tact, that\u2019s how my mother puts it. I don\u2019t dress right.\u201d She sighed. \u201cImagine how you felt when you were a teenager. Then double it, triple it, a thousand times \u2014 that was my growing up. Because of what I am. I was shy, and introverted, and not enough like most of my classmates.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor looked at her intently, not even touching his food as he listened. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Summer. It\u2019s not right that you were treated like that. Honestly, I think you had it worse than I did, having to deal with teenage politics sounds terrible. At least with me I knew what I had to do, the path was straight cut, black and white, but for you, it must\u2019ve been hard.\u201d His eyes had gone from the hazel they were last night to a much more green colour. They warmed while he was talking to her, going from their playful light to something much more serious. \u201cDo you mind if I ask what you are exactly Summer?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cI\u2019m an empath. I\u2019m not sure there\u2019s a name for the other part of it. I just say firechild.\u201d She got up from the table, picking up a candle jar off the counter. \u201cWatch.\u201d Holding the jar by the bottom, she just \u2026 looked at it, and it was lit. Summer put it on the table and sat back down. \u201cI transform the energy of the emotions I take in to fire. If I don\u2019t make that transmutation, the extra energy stays in me, and I have convulsions.\u201d She paused. \u201cI was ten when my empathy showed. We didn\u2019t know what it was, just that I was depressed. I tried to kill myself.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor\u2019s eyes grew curious at her mention of \u2018firechild\u2019 and then they widened in surprise a bit when she set the candle aflame. \u201cBloody hell,\u201d he said and he shook his head, \u201cthat\u2019s some serious self control you must have had to learn to control the emotions and the fire. Not to mention the fact that it sounds dangerous for you, should the transmutation not work out.\u201d His expression saddened then when she talked about her trying to kill herself. He wanted to do something, anything to comfort her, but everything he thought of seemed too cliche. He opted to reach over and rub the back of her hand with his thumb gently. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, love,\u201d he whispered, \u201cI\u2019m sorry if I was a little crass earlier, things must\u2019ve been really rough.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen did you discover you could fly?\u201d Victor asked, trying to steer the conversation towards something that wouldn\u2019t bring her down.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“I guess I was lucky, that it didn’t all come at once. The convulsions didn’t start until after I went through puberty, and that was really late. So I already knew how to shield, and keep my emotions separate from others.” Watching the dancing flame, she turned her hand up to catch Victor’s. “Plus, I end up … bonding, I call it, with people I’m close to. I think I mentioned that. And those emotions … my body seems to consider that energy normal. So my family can’t actually trigger me that way.<\/p>\n

“Which is probably why things went weird when I went to college, because I was all alone, and most of the people I was reading weren’t familiar at all. By the end of the year, that first year, I was … it was pretty bad. And then something happened, I don’t even remember it clearly … and I could turn the emotions into fire.” Summer put the finger of her free hand out toward the candle, and the flame moved through the air to light on it. “It’s part of me. I can’t be burned by it. I can choose if it burns anything else. I can shape it, and direct it, whatever I like.<\/p>\n

“So of course I imitated the Human Torch and taught myself how to fly with it. The wings are just for show.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: Summer shrugged. \u201cSure. Ask me anything.\u201d She picked up the fork and started playing with her eggs, pushing them around. It felt like Victor wasn\u2019t taking her seriously. \u201cI\u2019ve always been weird,\u201d she began, quietly, not looking at him. \u201cI read too much, I think too much, I\u2019m too outspoken. No tact, … 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\/31647"}],"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=31647"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31647\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31647"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31647"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31647"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}