{"id":4594,"date":"2014-09-21T22:19:30","date_gmt":"2014-09-21T22:19:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/09\/21\/ihatefreezers-iamthefirechild-two-faces\/"},"modified":"2014-09-21T22:19:30","modified_gmt":"2014-09-21T22:19:30","slug":"ihatefreezers-iamthefirechild-two-faces","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/09\/21\/ihatefreezers-iamthefirechild-two-faces\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

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

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

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Two faces, identical green eyes but framed by different-coloured hair, leaned over him. The dark-haired twin gently pushed him back to the floor; the red-headed one murmured, \u201cSshh. Don\u2019t try to move yet. You were drowning. I pulled you out and we brought you back to my place.\u201d She pulled the blankets a little higher on him, where he\u2019d dislodged them trying to sit up.<\/p>\n

“I\u2019m Winter. This is Summer,” the other one chimed in. Letting him go, she pressed a steaming cup on her twin, insisting in a quiet voice that Summer had to recover as well from her dip in the icy lake. When Summer finally gave in, Winter fetched more towels, mopping the floor hastily and draping one over her twin\u2019s hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Summer spoke to him quietly, in between sips. \u201cHow do you feel? Can you feel your hands and feet yet?\u201d She nodded to the bundle on the couch, his jeans and sweater. \u201cI couldn\u2019t find all your clothes.\u201d That came accompanied by a duck of the head and what might be a faint blush, suggesting as it did his nearly-nude state.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

The confused beta watched the girls cautiously, not yet convinced he was safe. Given his past, trust didn\u2019t come easily to him, even when he could tell no one here meant him any harm. He settled back down, grateful for the blanket\u2019s warmth. \u201cI-I remember a little of it\u2026I-it\u2019s all a blur really\u2026\u201d he murmured, letting out another shaky breath \u201cThanks I guess,\u201d he smiled slightly. \u201cWhy\u2019d you do it, though? Y-You don\u2019t even know me\u2026\u201d <\/p>\n

Isaac was starting to calm down now, lying back, letting his body relax. \u201cI\u2019m Isaac,\u201d he responded with a shy grin, \u201cIsaac Lahey\u2026\u201d As the pair spoke between each other, Isaac drew his attention to the strange scents that lingered in the room. If he knew one thing for sure, there was something supernatural about these mysterious sisters. That was enough to make him nervous: he didn\u2019t have such a good track record with people from other packs, so if they were werewolves he was in trouble. They didn\u2019t smell like wolves though, they smelt unfamiliar. <\/p>\n

Her words snapped his mind back into the room. \u201cOh- I uh\u2026I feel cold,\u201d he mumbled bluntly, regretting how stupid his reply must have sounded. \u201cYeah, more than I could before anyway\u2026my hands are still a little numb-\u201d he pulled out one hand from under the blanket, quickly hiding it again when he realised it was clawed. <\/p>\n

It hadn\u2019t occurred to him before, but he now realised he wasn\u2019t far off naked. A blush cast its way across his face as he pulled the blanket higher still. \u201cOh god!\u201d he blurted out, completely mortified.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Winter set another cup on a table nearby, steam rising from it. She bent to whisper in Summer’s ear, and the redhead looked up at her for a moment, then nodded. They exchanged a brief hug and the dark twin went out the front door. Summer turned back to him with a little smile.<\/p>\n

“Isaac,” she repeated. She set her cup aside and wound her towel around her head. “Well, um. It’s okay that your hands are still cold — if you don’t warm up from the middle out you might go into shock. But if you think you can sit up … there’s some hot chocolate.” She indicated the other cup with one finger.<\/p>\n

“As for why — I just … it’s what I do.”\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

ihatefreezers: iamthefirechild: Two faces, identical green eyes but framed by different-coloured hair, leaned over him. The dark-haired twin gently pushed him back to the floor; the red-headed one murmured, \u201cSshh. Don\u2019t try to move yet. You were drowning. I pulled you out and we brought you back to my place.\u201d She pulled the blankets a … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,136,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4594"}],"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=4594"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4594\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4594"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4594"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4594"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}