[If anyone else is braving the rain today, (or happens to have a video feed on), they might see a lone figure standing in front of community building 5. Tron's circuits are glowing a bright white-blue as he tips his face up toward the rain, and the lightning illuminates a faint smile on his face. His hair is slicked back, his wings soaking wet, and
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She didn't understand why people were so upset at all the rain. Maybe because it reminded her of The Grid, but she was enjoying it. Things always looked better with a wet sheen on them.
Seeing Tron looking happy, her own face lit with a flicker of a smile. She almost hated to disturb him.]
I am glad to see I am not the only one enjoying this.
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Rainy milicycles were always my favorite.
[She came close enough to stand next to him, looking up into the clouds]
I met my second User during one.
[She didn't think Tron needed to know she had been de-rezzed on one, also. She wasn't sure she could trust him with that sort of information]
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Sam Flynn. I also met... saw him then. [Meeting would be too close of a term. He never really spoke to the son of Flynn, only fought and nearly killed him, hunted him down, nearly destroyed him twice and then barely managed to overcome his reprogramming long enough to let him escape. His smile fades as he thinks of that cycle, and he turns his face back toward the sky.] You actually spoke with him?
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Flynn?
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Ah... I did not realize I had spoken aloud. Yes, Flynn... the Creator of the Grid, the system where I lived.
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And he made... rain there?
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