Rolgnar sat up and started puncing a few codes in of his own. "Right, I think that-"

The ship's power went out. Completely. Only the now-dim holograms remained, sustained by a private power system.

"WHAT THE HELL IS-" Auxillary power came on, encasing everything in a deep red hue. Rolgnar was thankful his mic was off.

He pulled up a mic from the side and started yelling. "Rick! What the hell just happened!"

"Something internal, sir. It looks like the ventalation system and the Replicators got an AI conflict that crashed the whole damn thing. It's shut down, we couldn't get power up using it."

"So we don't have an AI?"

"Nor ventalation systems. You're getting a month's supply of manually oxygenized air from those stone age compractors on the walls... we can't stay in this operation, not for this mission. There's too many inconsistancies in the code. It's too standard and not flexible enough for a system made 5 weeks ago when it was coded a century ago for underlying mainframe."

"Ok, well, stop using all the big words and get us back to the yard. I'm not going to pay for their crap." He turned on the communication channel.

"I'm deploying the private network equipment for someone to pick up, it should be going out right about now-" he glared at Cassian, who nodded and quickly started working. "The ship's running into some problems. You know beurocrats, they skim on things to 'save money' and they forget to fix this or that along the way. It appearantly shut down our Ai and power, so we need to get back to the shipyard. I'm truly sorry to pull out now, I hope I can get back in later on...

Some of you may think you can help fix this. While there are temporary fixes that can be done, there's too much flawed infrastructure. Too much new fighting with the old. My ship needs to finish the upgrade."

He disconnected and saw the now free-floating pod broadcasting the network.

"The drive is seperate from the main power core, yes?"

Cassian shook his head. "No, unfortunately. It depends on it, but we can shift power to an auxillary core."

Rolgnar nodded. "Do it." He leaned back and sighed. [i]What a wonderful time to have to pull out of here... in the middle of a supposed practice mission...[/i]