"Plugin one loaded," Milos whispered. "Atmospheric regulator… online. Pressure normalized."
Yuki's jaw tightened. "And if we don't update? The old plugins will keep corrupting data. Yesterday, the medical bay’s DLL misreported three patients' potassium levels. We almost gave a man a lethal dose."
Then, a sound: a single, low-frequency thrum, rising in pitch like a cello string being tightened. The mainframe’s black glass surface rippled with light—soft blues, deep greens, colors Aris had never seen it display.
"Navigation DLL unloaded," added Lin, the youngest on the team. "Station keeping on thrusters only. Drift within tolerance."