MOVED

Don’t tell him I called him that.

Hey guys! Really long time, and no see! I’ve been working on other blogs, and I admit it was shitty of me to never check back in over here. However, I thought some of you might want to know that I’m reviving Gar! I will be creating a new main blog with a new URL, which I will post on here once I’m done. I understand if you all choose not to follow me there, but for those of you who want to continue or start new interactions, that’s the plan! 

Don’t tell him I called him that.

Sorry guys, but I’ve been lacking muse for both my blogs for a long time. I’ve recently started a new blog and I’ve been enjoying it so much, and it makes me feel happy with RP where this blog and Gar’s just haven’t lately. Maybe I’ve been too overwhelmed lately, I don’t know. Just don’t expect a lot of replies here or on Gar for a while. If you want to find me and talk, or RP with my new muses, just message me. 

“There’s something wrong in Nevermore, I can feel it.”

“I don’t know.” Raven responded slowly, feeling the stress of her emotions running amuck. “There’s just something going on, they’re unsettled.”

My OC, Alaire with Gar for @beastoraboy

“Precautions? Nah, not me babe. That’s not my style. Besides, I’m not sure they’d work even if I took them anyway. That’s also not my luck.”

“Oh yeah? You and anyone else in this city who’s ever picked up a newspaper. How was the press this time- good or passive aggressively snide?”

“I mean, no, but I didn’t exactly get the superhero vibe from you man. My bad.” Gar said with a sheepish smile, though he didn’t honestly feel too bad. This guy was kind of shady for a superhero. He blinked a few times, surprised by the man’s answer, before responding with a faint smile. “I guess that’s why most people wear masks, right?” And not just literal ones. 

Gar blinked a few times, startled as Alaire suddenly spoke up. He looked at the other male over his shoulder and offered him a casual grin. “Hey man, no worries. I don’t mind some comfortable silence, contrary to how much I talk.” Gar teased, before inclining his head to the building they were approaching. “This is it.” He clarified as he led the way inside and onto the elevator, heading to the 16th floor.

“O-Oh. Okay.” Good. That was good to know. He always felt like when you were around others, it was required to always have something to say. To know that that isn’t exactly the case? It’s definitely nice. As well as relieving. So, feeling a bit better now, he smiles a bit and follows Gar into the building as well as into the elevator.

“It shouldn’t be too messy. I cleaned up like, a day or two ago.” He informed Alaire as he pushed the front door open. His apartment opened right into his connected living room and kitchen. The apartment was painted with green and orange colors, and was nice and warm inside, smelling of fruit. “Home sweet home.”

“It’d be okay of it wasn’t.” Despite how clean his own apartment was, Alaire wasn’t actually a neat freak. Sure, when it came to his own place he wanted it to look nice, but it’s not a requirement for others. Mess is fine so long as it’s just clutter and not filth. Filth Alaire could not handle. “It’s nice.” Alaire ends up adding, especially liking the smell of fruit his sensitive nose picked up.

“You can go make yourself comfortable on the couch and turn on the TV. I’m gonna go grab some drinks.” He said, passing Alaire the bag of chocolates and heading into his kitchen. “I’m gonna have chocolate milk! Anything in particular you want? I got water, milk, chocolate milk, and orange juice!” He called over his shoulder, grabbing two glasses and pulling open the fridge. 

“Because you have like, every gaming system know to man!” He exclaimed, eyes bright. 

Alaire makes a mental note of Gar’s lack of funds. He would have to help him out somehow even if that means just taking him out to eat sometimes. Oh no. That would come off as doing things out of pity, wouldn’t it? Gah. How frustrating. Maybe he could think of some other way to help out without it coming off as hand outs. “Well, you’re always welcome to come over and use them - even if I’m busy.” As Alaire has plenty of single player games. Including old as well as new releases.

“Seriously?” Gar asked excitedly, his eyes lighting up. He bounced on the heels of his feet out of pure excitement. “Dude! That would be like, the coolest thing ever. Thanks!” He said happily, before arching a teasing brow at Alaire. “You wanna play something? Though I’m warning you, I was the best player in my old team. Cy always tried to fight me on that, but I know I won more than he did.” Okay, that may have been an exaggeration, but he didn’t need to admit that to Alaire now did he?