Dairine's physical attacks do little against Rinzler, but her squirming makes it difficult for him to pin her down effectively. Fortunately, the continued distraction is all Alan needs, and the disc slots neatly onto its slot on Rinzler's back. The program freezes, suddenly going rigid, giving Dairine enough time to wriggle out from beneath him.
The Black Guards seem to have temporarily paused their assault. Alan's about to blame their sudden inaction and the ensuing eerie silence on surprise about what's been done to Rinzler, but a short series of claps and a cocky voice prove that's not true.
"Well, well. Not bad, Users!"
Alan would've thought he'd be over the mimicry between CLU and Flynn by now. Their faces don't bother him anymore - Flynn's aged where CLU has not - but the voice is the same and that cuts deep.
"It was a good show, and more importantly, gave me enough time to finish up my last...pet project."
Alan stares in horror. As if to punctuate CLU's words, a young Sam steps up next to him, clothed in a lightsuit with bright red circuits, blank look on his face. No. It couldn't be. Reprogramming Users..?
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The Black Guards seem to have temporarily paused their assault. Alan's about to blame their sudden inaction and the ensuing eerie silence on surprise about what's been done to Rinzler, but a short series of claps and a cocky voice prove that's not true.
"Well, well. Not bad, Users!"
Alan would've thought he'd be over the mimicry between CLU and Flynn by now. Their faces don't bother him anymore - Flynn's aged where CLU has not - but the voice is the same and that cuts deep.
"It was a good show, and more importantly, gave me enough time to finish up my last...pet project."
Alan stares in horror. As if to punctuate CLU's words, a young Sam steps up next to him, clothed in a lightsuit with bright red circuits, blank look on his face. No. It couldn't be. Reprogramming Users..?
"And best of all..? You're next."