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True to his word, Allen has diagnostic exams ready for the taking. A stack of personal screens from the media lab sits next to his work table in the Engineering department, all programmed with tests. Long ones, since they're diagnostic, not cumulative.
One of them is, in fact, programmed with Superboy's name on it. Because Allen is a smartass like that.
"You know Stace, it would be nice if I could have a sign for the door. 'Open Call for Students-slash-Teachers,' something like that," he says, as he roots through the engineering department, looking for just such a thing to make a sign with.
One of them is, in fact, programmed with Superboy's name on it. Because Allen is a smartass like that.
"You know Stace, it would be nice if I could have a sign for the door. 'Open Call for Students-slash-Teachers,' something like that," he says, as he roots through the engineering department, looking for just such a thing to make a sign with.
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"Done!"
Then he flings the pad at Allen, when he's sure he's looking.
"Don't care what I got! Later."
He's out the door that fast.
School. He's allergic, y'know.