[voicewaking; gameprepping?]

[redripoff]

It's been a year.

And you've gotten sloppy. Forgive me if I'm less than enthused.

Comments

[an_abomination]

You're right, they don't. I have my own goals in mind that I'm going to work on. [Though ultimately the Admiral seems to be the one who decides when people graduate.]

What's frustrated me the most so far is how often I'm compared to the Superboy you know. I get that it's a mind trip, but one of his friends, Cissie, she looked so disappointed when she realized I was someone else.

I'm my own person.

[redripoff]

So you'll have to prove it. I can't say I envy you; he's a hard act to follow.

[an_abomination]

So I've gathered. [Grumbles, sounding a little bitter.]

[redripoff]

Look on the bright side: by the time you're done, you'll have what equates to an Ivy League degree in awesome.

[an_abomination]

You know, Tim, you can be a fun guy when you want to be.