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WHO: Gar Logan and Gar Logan! (or... Beast Boy and Changeling!)
WHAT: Checking in.
WHERE: Manhattan, The Bins
WHEN: After Sun-Up-Forever, before Pixie dust?
WARNINGS: Probably not really.
SUMMARY: Big!Gar hasn't heard from his tiny-self in a while, so he wings it (literally) to Manhattan to see what's up. You gotta watch yourself, you know?
So, this situation was still one that Gar found completely strange. Having another version of yourself that was younger, one, and didn't share your life details... Weird. It was really the best word he could think of for it. All things considered, though, he was a nice kid, and Gar was pretty sure he'd been deprived of a good chunk of the things that had made him so angry for so long. That was good. He wouldn't wish his bullshit on anybody.
Still, there'd been the whole thing where the Hulk had taken him, and then... Well. Trouble every day, you know? So Gar had half-flown and half bummed rides on the train (not having a chip was, thusfar, pretty handy!) to get to Manhattan, just to make sure everything was cool. Because it wasn't like he had a lot going on in Seattle, and he always kinda missed New York.
He didn't have anything better to do.
Finding the Bins after a little more searching and finding Beast Boy's shared apartment after a little more, he took a good breath and knocked.
WHAT: Checking in.
WHERE: Manhattan, The Bins
WHEN: After Sun-Up-Forever, before Pixie dust?
WARNINGS: Probably not really.
SUMMARY: Big!Gar hasn't heard from his tiny-self in a while, so he wings it (literally) to Manhattan to see what's up. You gotta watch yourself, you know?
So, this situation was still one that Gar found completely strange. Having another version of yourself that was younger, one, and didn't share your life details... Weird. It was really the best word he could think of for it. All things considered, though, he was a nice kid, and Gar was pretty sure he'd been deprived of a good chunk of the things that had made him so angry for so long. That was good. He wouldn't wish his bullshit on anybody.
Still, there'd been the whole thing where the Hulk had taken him, and then... Well. Trouble every day, you know? So Gar had half-flown and half bummed rides on the train (not having a chip was, thusfar, pretty handy!) to get to Manhattan, just to make sure everything was cool. Because it wasn't like he had a lot going on in Seattle, and he always kinda missed New York.
He didn't have anything better to do.
Finding the Bins after a little more searching and finding Beast Boy's shared apartment after a little more, he took a good breath and knocked.