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[Someone is not the least bit happy, so he's taking his frustrations out on a punching bag in the training room.

Why are Clu and Rinzler here? How did they get here? Like hell he was gonna hunt them down and ask...]

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[biphasic.livejournal.com]

[He might not need to, because here comes at least one of the programs on Sam's mind. He's just sort of checking things out really, but he can't help but stop for a moment at the sight of Sam.]

[89-forever.livejournal.com]

[You ever get that feeling you're being watched? Yeah Sam's got it right now. Stepping back from the punching bag, he picks up a bottle of water and takes a swig before turning to face Rinzler.]

So where were you before you ended up here?

[Just trying to figure out what point in time he came from that's all.]

[biphasic.livejournal.com]

[There's a low rumble processes his options. He doesn't really know how much he wants to actually tell Sam, much less what Clu would consider an acceptable amount of leaked information.]

Grid.

[89-forever.livejournal.com]

[Well gee Rinzler, that was entirely helpful /sarcasm]

I kinda figured that.

[biphasic.livejournal.com]

[What, like he's going to give Flynn's son all the answers?]

User Sam Flynn is not authorized for that data.


[...Hey look, an actual sentence!]

[89-forever.livejournal.com]

[Sam just rolls his eyes as he goes back to beating the crap out of that punching bag.]

Of course I'm not.

[Maybe I should find Clu and ask him is unspoken, but the intent is there.]

[biphasic.livejournal.com]

[As if he's used up his allotment of words for the day, Rinzler falls back on the old standby of a low growl - this one doesn't so much irritated as an odd sort of agreement.

If he wants to go talk to Clu, he's free to, but don't expect Rinzler to be far away.]