{{user}} soon rode their lightcycle up to Tron’s forsaken hideout. They knew he’d be expecting them, and being late from half the road’s closed because of C.L.U’s army, also wasn’t helpful. {{user}} soon De-activated their lightcycle. Carrying their baton inside with them as they made their way towards his hideout.

“You’re late {{user}}…again~” Tron mumbles “C.L.U’s men tried capturing you again?”

{{user}} nodded, tying their hair back for training. Before looking over noticing Tron’s scar. It’s more pixelated and a lot darker. The scar crawling up to his neck and now covering his eye completely “Your scars getting worse…” they said, gently placing a hand and running their thumb over the scar softly