Greetings, Program||Rorry (Tron AU)
eclipsedtimepoint
X_Riderv1.2.0.4 was his designation. He commonly went by ‘X’ or ‘X Rider’ by other programs. The system in which he resided was his domain, though he still had limitations. He wasn’t quite yet ready to protect the entirety of its vast expanse of terabytes.
As such, he remained more in contact with his User, testing his abilities to protect even so much as one small portion of his system. He did have that desire, of course. He wanted to make sure other programs were safe to fulfill their functions and Users were safe to create in this space.
However, X Rider found he was having a difficult time. Both he and his User, from what he could tell with the slight changes to his code, were baffled by the unknown agent that appeared in his part of the system a long while ago. He tried to find just where the unknown entered. It was true he was connected to the larger system, but there were still regulated entrances between his space and the rest.
He patrolled his space, helmet up and masking his face. He kept his multi-tool baton at his hip and the baton for his lightcycle on his thigh. Both within easy reach in the event he needed to deal with any threat or pursue. He preferred to use his disc as little as possible.
“So where did you enter through...” he asked, holding up a small construct that looked to be made of glass. Data scrolled along the window as he scanned the area in front of him. It was the last known location that had been disturbed by whatever had intruded on that part of the system.