[Rinzler is still lagging. Rinzler is low-powered, and miserably aware of it. And Rinzler is every bit as aware of the bright, living hum coming from the liquid at their side. It's maddeningly clear.
None of that stops the hateful, scathing flare of circuits that responds.
Of course he can't. He knows. And if Tron just came to remind him of the limit...
Fingers curl. Rinzler twitches, seethes—paces a few steps away as his lights gutter to shadow once again. He thinks he might attack his mirror if he doesn't, and probably Tron is only being stupid. Willfully or otherwise. He might share Rinzler's code and memories, but he doesn't like dwelling on them, does he?]
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None of that stops the hateful, scathing flare of circuits that responds.
Of course he can't. He knows. And if Tron just came to remind him of the limit...
Fingers curl. Rinzler twitches, seethes—paces a few steps away as his lights gutter to shadow once again. He thinks he might attack his mirror if he doesn't, and probably Tron is only being stupid. Willfully or otherwise. He might share Rinzler's code and memories, but he doesn't like dwelling on them, does he?]