Taseer laughed.<span style="color: navy">"More common than I'd like. She runs everything through the primary distribution and translation hub, but all system critical components operate inside a custom runtime environment to manage all low level compatibility. Problem is, all those critical components are like this ship here. Prototypes. 'Bout a year old at this point."</span><br/><br/>The Asari's grin faltered as she glanced at the door to the stairwell leading down into the sub-deck.<span style="color: navy">"What in the world is taking that girl so long...?"</span>She muttered before shaking her head and looking back at Milenya.<span style="color: navy">"Sorry."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: navy">"Anyway... they like to throw errors. When they do, about half the time they force an exception and revert to their default state. Makes work for the central system harder, and the low level processes just don't even bother correcting. It'll work, but... well, it gets fucked upside down and sideways."</span>She smirked.<span style="color: navy">"Which, when it comes to getting fucked, isn't always a bad thing."</span><br/><br/>Taseer lowered her voice and looked around at the hull of the ship.<span style="color: navy">"Honestly, I'm still not sure what about 10% of this shit does."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>