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[gar_logan]

*The fog of consciousness makes its slow time creeping across Gar's mind as he wakes up slowly, mind clearing from unconsciousness gradually, eyes finally opening slowly, yawning

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[oracle_watching]

Beast Boy, this is Oracle. Please respond.

Beast Boy, this is Oracle--are you all right?

[gar_logan]

*Hands still holding his head, turns and answers out of habit.*

I'm here...and not too good...I slept nearly twenty four again Babs...can we get that Doc...?

*Pauses, brows knitting.*

Please?

[oracle_watching]

I'll send word to STAR Hospital immediately ... one moment....

Dr. Charles will be on her way from the mainland in just a few minutes, Gar, hang on.

[gar_logan]

*Nods, taking a seat on the sofa, trying his best to keep himself from nervously figeting.*

*a short time later*

[sarah_charles]

Hello, Gar. How's my favorite green-eyed boy?

Re: *a short time later*

[gar_logan]

Looking as well as an everyday human'd feel to need a Doc at two AM?

*Wan smile.*

Re: *a short time later*

[sarah_charles]

*opens up her medical bag*

Y'know, I keep telling you that being a party animal is not the way for you to break into Hollywood ... open wide and say "Ah" for me ... now let's check your pupils....

Have you been eating anything stranger than usual? Any new allergens you can think of--detergent, soap, shampoo? Have you been in contact with any industrial chemicals?

Re: *a short time later*

[gar_logan]

I'm reminded of most elections I've been legally obliged to go choose from, when my mind really says:

"None of the above".

*Small smirk.*