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[Jack takes a big breath and gathers strength for this. Beast Boy has been relatively nice, so he's earned some honesty.]

My passport is forged... It says Jack Wynand on it. But I used to be Subject WYK. [He thinks for a bit.] I like Jack. But my last name is really Ryan... I think. That's my... father's last name.

[He is so uncomfortable talking about this. A voice in his head keeps insisting people he knows are dead will kill him for saying so much.]

Whoa.

[Wild mad scientist theories fly through his head. He opens his mouth to ask, then shuts it again. He might be insensitive sometimes, but he feels pretty bad now for teasing Jack earlier. If he spent the last 19 years in a tube or something, no wonder he's gullible.]

...Did you get a cake for your birthday?

[Beast Boy has never been great at expressing empathy, but literally everyone likes cake.]

I did in... The memories they gave me. Every year.

There weren't as many years in real life. I spent half of them chained to a bed with... With.... [He shakes his head.]

...Nevermind.

[Okay, this? This pisses him off. He's already adding Jack's abusers to his list of people who need to be shut down ASAP.]

Think you could find these guys again? Or tell me how?

[Because he might be in his first week of school and flying solo for the first time in years, but this is why he's a hero. To get people like that locked up. Who cares about this dumb school stuff if those guys are out there?]

They're dead. I killed one of them - the man who bought me. I wanted to kill him the most. One of them was killed by another experiment. One of them...

[He wilts.]

Tenenbaum got away, I think. She was trying to help me. She fixed a lot of mutants they made. I don't know what happened to her, exactly, but...

...Oh.

[Beast Boy is quickly learning that his ideas of what a killer looks like are way off base.]

You want to find her, someday?

Professor Xavier said I probably can't. He said I've been asleep for a really long time and maybe she's not alive anymore.

How long?

[He isn't sure he wants to know the answer.]

[He grimaces.]

It was 1960 when I got stuck in... stasis. When they found me the city didn't look anything like I remembered... And I don't recognize anything out here. Everything's... New.

I don't think I aged, though. So I guess I'm still four.

[It's just sad how casually he states all of this. It's hesitant, but... Mostly because he doesn't like speaking much.]

You're FOUR?

Dude. I don't wanna be the guy to tell you, but you mighta grown up while you were under.

[Joking about it isn't very appropriate, maybe, but it's how he handles things.]

H-huh?

[Good job, BB, you spooked him. He looks himself over curiously, and then shakes his head.]

I've been this old since I was two. Fontaine wanted me done as fast as possible, so... All my childhood happened in a year or so.

[He wants to know more, but it's obviously not a great topic for Jack. Just as well that a new priority rears its head for Beast Boy.]

You missed out on so much! The sixties? You've never even seen Star Wars?!

[Those scientist guys went too far]

More like the fifties, I wasn't in America for the sixties...

[A pause.]

Star Wars?

[Jack Wynand grew up on a farmhouse. Even he doesn't know jack about movies.

~~Haha, Jack.~~]

Uh, only the best story ever told. Okay, so, it all happens "a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away." There's this Empire, right, and they're totally evil. And in this galaxy there's a thing called The Force that's like magic, except it's in everyone. Only this order called the Jedi can--

Actually, you know what? Forget your plans for tonight! We're taking over the rec room.

[Way to confuse the hell out of him he's not even sure if this is a book or something.]

Won't there be people in the rec room? I don't know about people. I... Uh.... [Cue puppy eyes.]. Bad things tend to happen when I'm near people.

[SORRY JACK.]

It'll be fiiiine. They can watch too!

That's not what I... Meant.

[His hands tighten on his wrench.]

It's been a.. Long time since anyone was near me and I didn't have to kill them. I'm not ready yet. I don't think.

Could we do it in my room instead? I don't share it with anyone.

Oh.

[Yikes.]

Okay, two questions:

[He holds up one finger]

Do you have a TV in your room? Aaand

[He raises another]

One-to-ten, how likely is it I'm gonna make it out of your room in one piece?

Uhh...

[Hm.]

I don't have a TV but it'd... fit, if you can get one.

And... I won't hurt you. I promise.

[Even if he looks super nervous.]

Edited (Grammar, Xep) 2014-09-10 00:46 (UTC)

[Beast Boy isn't that worried. He doesn't know what Jack's power is, but he's gone up against some pretty tough enemies. Anyway, he'd never forgive himself for letting the poor soul go another day without knowing Obi Wan's heroic sacrifice.]

Okay, new plan. It's still early enough that there'll be like, no one in the rec room. We go, get the TV, and then tonight? Private viewing. No one's going to miss it for just a little while.

[Well, this gets a bit smile out of him.]

I can carry the TV. I'm really strong...

[Strong enough to smash a golf club through someone's skull. He shudders.]

...I can carry huge guns all by myself. Like grenade launchers. For ages.

You got it!

[He's... just going to ignore the grenade launchers thing. Has this guy seen more action than he has? Because it's kind of sounding like it.]

So that's your mutation, super strength?

Uhh... I think it's that my everything is the best it can be. I'm just... Built for living. I can go forever without eating or sleeping or smoking too and run for a long time... I can't get drunk though, that's harder.

...And I don't know how much of it is natural. I used to have more but they were from drugs, I guess they wore off on me or something. Maybe they'd come back if I smoked...

[This boy has seen a lot of action.]

You smoke? You drink? Coool.

[Beast Boy no]

Hold on--they can make powers? And give them like medicine?

'Course I smoke and drink. I'm an adult!

[No you're not, Jack.]

And... Back in Rapture they sold powers like candy. Fontaine made them with the same scientists that made me. But they weren't... Stable... And...

[He glances down at his wrench.]

I don't want to talk about Rapture.

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