After he left the small shop/gambling ring, Tahillie slowly made his way back to the ship without the things that he needed. He knew that the messenger will deliver his new visor, but it will be some time before he has anything on the virus and firewall security system that he found on the Naked Moles ships mainframe. He had to wonder who gave them such items, when they themselves cannot handle high quality tech like the firewall. He needed to know, but that would have to wait till he's in the Spires Network to see what's going on in the black market.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, Tahillie entered the Elevators, heading further down to where illicit fight rings, trades of drugs and other substances, and a smaller portion of the black marker. He noticed that this wasn't where he wanted to be, but rather farther away from the ship. It was the last place he wanted to be, at lease the beings here wouldn't want to deal with an angry or frustrated Furtim on their hands; a growl escaped. Tahillie wanted to get back to the ship as soon as possible. He watched as a group of bodyguards and a young adult entered the Elevator. A thought came to him. Either the kid is a mod bosses kid or the kid already runs a mob themselves.

Twenty minutes passed as they headed up the elevator, the silence thicken as Tahillies bright yellow eyes stared hard at one of the kids guards. He wasn't used to others staring at him without his visor, and this guard only irked him further before his stop came as he left the group of seven, including the kid, as he headed for the Monroe. This day was slightly longer than he liked, and that there were new crew members, not that he cared for, and boarded the ship without saying anything to the crew before he holed himself in his mess of a room. From there, he can enter Cyberspace and the Spires Network and dig a littler further down and enter the Black Market that way.