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[fight4theusers]

Tron hasn't been seen around much since his loss to Erik in the Games. Most of this time has been spent in his sparse quarters, allowing his self-repair algorithms to work on his minor injuries (and largely attempting to ignore the not-so-minor ones).

He lost. How could he lose in the Games? Granted, they weren't the same type of Games as back on the Grid, but still... this was what Tron was best at... perhaps not his original design, but whether as Tron or Rinzler, he was undefeated. Until now.

Despite the self-deprecating thoughts running rampant through his processor, Tron can't remain sequestered in his room forever. Eventually, he emerges, and can be found either walking slowly through the Ingress Complex halls, or on the way to R1. One might notice that he is holding his right arm stiffly and close to his body, though no visible injury shows on the outside of his suit.

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[fight4theusers]

[Tron nods, just a bare tilt of his head.] I should have come to you sooner... I'd hoped it would repair on its own.

[alan_1]

[Alan’s admonishing tone softens.] Well, I suppose it’s a good thing I ran into you when I did. [He looks at that arm again, searching for fractures.] I think I’ve seen enough missing program limbs to last a lifetime. [A slight, wry smile at that. Honestly, given the kinds of damage he’s become used to since meeting his programs, he’s just glad Tron’s injury isn’t worse—though he still doesn’t relish the thought of delving into a program’s code yet again.]

Come on. My apartment isn’t far from here. We can get you patched up there.