[Sorry, pot. Denial is this kettle's specialty. Still, on this topic, Rinzler's not likely to disagree. Axl had come across much more like an untried beta than any real kind of threat.
Centuries translates to hectocycles. Hunters registers as a repeat—the glitch had claimed the title with some attempt at pride—and so confirmed as a proper term. As functions went, it sounded like a subset of his own. Still, that didn't mean it was done well. Especially in a user-run system.
The enforcer's mouth curves a little grimly, but he inclines his head. Point to Prometheus—on that issue, at least, there's no difference at all. Here or at home. A thousand cycles of perfection had flushed out all the glitches worth considering, and for too long now Rinzler's function has been relegated to wait and follow. And wiping whatever strays they dredge up for the Games, of course. As little as he may like the damage this system has inflicted on his code, it's kept things interesting.
Case in point. Rinzler's gaze shifts briefly from one reploid to the other, and if he makes no move to verbalize the query, it's not hard to read on the enforcer's face. What are they, really? Malware is an easy label to apply, well-matched to their active taunt of function and control. But they're far too clearly combat-coded to be a completely undirected glitch. True too that few random errors show this kind of concern for one another.]
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Centuries translates to hectocycles. Hunters registers as a repeat—the glitch had claimed the title with some attempt at pride—and so confirmed as a proper term. As functions went, it sounded like a subset of his own. Still, that didn't mean it was done well. Especially in a user-run system.
The enforcer's mouth curves a little grimly, but he inclines his head. Point to Prometheus—on that issue, at least, there's no difference at all. Here or at home. A thousand cycles of perfection had flushed out all the glitches worth considering, and for too long now Rinzler's function has been relegated to wait and follow. And wiping whatever strays they dredge up for the Games, of course. As little as he may like the damage this system has inflicted on his code, it's kept things interesting.
Case in point. Rinzler's gaze shifts briefly from one reploid to the other, and if he makes no move to verbalize the query, it's not hard to read on the enforcer's face. What are they, really? Malware is an easy label to apply, well-matched to their active taunt of function and control. But they're far too clearly combat-coded to be a completely undirected glitch. True too that few random errors show this kind of concern for one another.]