{"id":35524,"date":"2012-07-30T06:58:29","date_gmt":"2012-07-30T06:58:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/30\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-6\/"},"modified":"2012-07-30T06:58:29","modified_gmt":"2012-07-30T06:58:29","slug":"drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/30\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Drinkin’ with the God of Mischief"},"content":{"rendered":"

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i-am-the-firechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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\u201cMother of unholy things!\u201d Summer swore. \u201cGods of all th\u2014\u201d The\u00a0paroxysm seized her unawares, jerking her spine into a bowed arc and clamping her teeth together on the end of the phrase. One hand, clawed with tension, reached out, flailing at nothing. Her breath hissed out between her teeth, choking on a cry.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Loki\u2019s gaze turned desperate as he clutched at her. \u00a0\u201dSummer!\u201d he demanded, frenzied. \u00a0\u201dSummer, come back to me!\u201d \u00a0If he panicked, that would be worse, wouldn\u2019t it? She would feel it\u2026<\/p>\n

He forced himself to calm down and held her closer. \u00a0\u201dI\u2019m so sorry\u2026\u201d he muttered, beginning to feel the familiar pangs of self-loathing.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cD-don\u2019t,\u201d she managed, once the seizure had run its course. \u201cC-can feel that too. Ah god it \/hurts\/!\u201d Biting her lip, she strained against a resurgence, fists clenched. \u201c\u2018s not your fault, L-loki. I called it \u2026 t-to me. Should have ex\u2014expected this.\u201d Every breath shuddered in and out, shaped by force of will.<\/p>\n

Finally, finally, the spasms ran their course, and she sagged against him, limp and aching. \u201cI\u2019m sorry you had to see that,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

His hands reached out towards her face, shaking a bit. \u00a0He pulled them back to hide that unfortunate weakness. \u00a0\u201dNo, I should not have involved you in my\u2026\u201d he shook his head. \u00a0\u201dPlease\u2026what can I do?\u201d he asked quietly. \u00a0Helplessness was not something he could tolerate.\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer rolled her shoulders, trying to ease the lingering ache. “Are you good enough to give me a massage? I’ll beg, if you want. Gods, OW.” A swift circling of her head on her neck yielding a series of pops and a sigh of relief. “And don’t let me hear you telling me what to choose again. I could have let you go. Remember that, and don’t say you involved me.<\/p>\n

“If nothing else, please just hold me for a moment, and let me pretend you care.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

lokilaufeyyson: i-am-the-firechild: lokilaufeyyson: i-am-the-firechild: \u201cMother of unholy things!\u201d Summer swore. \u201cGods of all th\u2014\u201d The\u00a0paroxysm seized her unawares, jerking her spine into a bowed arc and clamping her teeth together on the end of the phrase. One hand, clawed with tension, reached out, flailing at nothing. Her breath hissed out between her teeth, choking on … Continue reading Drinkin’ with the God of Mischief<\/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":[10,4024,4496],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35524"}],"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=35524"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35524\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35524"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35524"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35524"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}