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THE EXCITEMENT SHE’S RADIATING must be close to palpable. she can barely sit still on her stool. it’s her first official lab as a gotham university student - a real one with a student id dangling from her lanyard and everything - not just a bridge scholar. so even though it’s a friday evening, and most of her peers that trickle in look like they’re having the worst day of their lives, harleen’s skin is basically BUZZING with pure adrenaline. they'll all get out of here soon enough anyway. the protocol is simple, just setting up some of the equipment and learning basic lab safety, and harleen has it memorized already. all she needs is someone to sit at her station, to be her partner for the semester. its real important to choose the RIGHT PERSON, so she’s been keeping her backpack on the stool beside her to dissuade some of the more questionable candidates - but when she gets a flash of Red out of the corner of her eye, she decides to free up the spot. Pick her. C’mon....
