{"id":35662,"date":"2012-07-26T05:01:56","date_gmt":"2012-07-26T05:01:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/26\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-17\/"},"modified":"2012-07-26T05:01:56","modified_gmt":"2012-07-26T05:01:56","slug":"drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-17","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/26\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-17\/","title":{"rendered":"Drinkin’ with the God of Mischief"},"content":{"rendered":"

the-loki-laufeyson<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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

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the-loki-laufeyson<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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

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She shrugged, avoiding looking at him. \u201cPeople, people around me. To feel so strongly \u2026 it\u2019s not ordinary. It frightens people. There are drugs \u2014 I felt like I was walking in a world of cotton. Muffled.\u201d With a shudder, she tossed the rest of the wine back and held the glass out to him. \u201cYou think you\u2019re finding my weaknesses, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Loki chuckled a bit. \u00a0\u201dMy dear, I am the God of Mischief. \u00a0I picked apart your weaknesses before we even sat down. \u00a0It\u2019s simply what I do.\u201d<\/p>\n

He flashed his most charming smile.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t entirely true; people were constantly surprising him. \u00a0But he quickly dismissed any such thoughts. \u00a0They were not beneficial to his pride. \u00a0He finished took another drink and poured one for her. \u00a0\u201dBut enough about you<\/em>. \u00a0What can I tell you of my own secrets?\u201d He smirked at her expectantly.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cShall you whisper them in my ear, lest anyone else know them? Or maybe you\u2019ll try to kill me, after I\u2019ve drunk enough of this wine to satisfy you. Just to protect yourself.\u201d Her mouth curled in a one-sided smile. \u201cWhat do you want to tell, darlin\u2019? What\u2019s so hard to carry you resort to drinkin\u2019 and a smart-mouthed firechild?\u201d<\/p>\n

She set the glass aside and rose to stand immediately before him, looking up the foot of difference. Very close. \u201cWhat are you running from? Tell Summer.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Something in her countenance made Loki shiver slightly. \u00a0That would not do.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hope you are aware, darling<\/em>, I would not need you intoxicated first to kill you.\u201d \u00a0He smiled then, throwing the force of his contrasting dispositions upon her. \u00a0Know thyself<\/em>. \u00a0That ought to do it.<\/p>\n

He silently considered her offer; he could pour out his troubles, watch them suffocate and burn her, and be rid of them. \u00a0Or perhaps he would never truly be free, no matter how many he hurt with his own pain. \u00a0\u201dI could not trouble you with such things,\u201d he murmured, \u201cBut if I did, you would be in danger from more than just the pain of your\u2026abilities.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Amazingly, she laughed. It was a small, bitter kind of laugh, but it was a laugh. “You would not be the first to say so, and likely not the last, either. You offered your secrets. I’ll dance with danger if that’s what it takes to numb your pain.” Turning around to sit back down (he could see the full knee-length fall of her hair, and nothing else), she added, “Or any other kind of dance you like. If that’s what it takes.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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