"Alone" Tracy James

Alright. Woo, deep breaths.

Don't make this awkward.

It's been a little bit.

Generals have to be charming with excellent bravado. The last two generals sure they both disappeared but they managed to bring people together in the time they had. Replicate that coolness.

He's around the corner now just pop in say "what's up" and it'll work itself out. Best friends right? Here we go.

The TED:
What do you want?

Tracy's right arm that was moving toward the back of his fellow THE Team member freezes cold. That response was a freezingly discourteous way to greet a pal. Reasonable though after the complications that occurred earlier tonight, rough time to be The TED.

"Warmachine" Tracy James:
H-Hey just uhh…

Checking in.

Do you like, want my help with all of this or?

The TED:
No.

End of conversation right there for TED, no more words need to be shared. Over with complete fulfilled absolute. He attempts to walk around his former partner in war to continue to the rest of the backstage area to presumably drive to wherever he may please but he's stopped by Tracy throwing himself in front of him.

The resistance act crumbles almost instantly when Tracy registers the expression in the eyes of his former (?) ally. The usual constantly cool headed and patient TED acts rather the opposite with the annoyed picture painted on his face. Tracy doesn't know what to make of this. This isn't how his BFF acts.

"Anxietymachine" Tracy James:
Just hold on okay? Something seems kinda wrong here…

Six months of brotherhood isn't an excuse to waste time according to The TED apparently as he again makes another attempt to strut past Tracy and this time it isn't met with any defense. Elementary rules of social awareness would govern now is when you leave the other individual alone but the always simple-minded Tracy lacks those skills so he follows tightly behind waving his hands around to try and get the attention spotlighted on him.

"Always Annoying" Tracy James:
So what you lost to Blaze Kush? Things HAPPEN! I can help you rebound man, listen listen listen listen listen…

Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor!

Insanely corny as always is Tracy. Just this time around that corniness isn’t balanced out like the portion sizes of a meal with the coolness of the TED, rather it’s met without that safety pillow that is friendship and is taken as what it is, corny. The TED turns around swiftly, clearly becoming a bit more than annoyed at this point.

The TED:
Listen, just listen…

Instead of acting out how he truly feels, he instead places both his hands on the shoulders of Tracy and nods a few times at him. He even manages to forcefully curl his lips into a smile.

The TED:
Hey hey hey…

Leave The TED- me alone. Okay? Okay.

With those words The TED makes his exit for realsies this time without Tracy trailing him.

This leaves The Warmachine just stuck in the same placement as he watches his only true partner walk out on him.

Tracy, just like how his career started, is alone.