Uizādo sat in his seat looking rather bored. Nate had never left the Earth or Seattle for that matter. Yet here he was. Going in low orbit to some derelict ship lost in space. Yet here it was. Just sitting around like it had meant to come there. Like it had wanted people to come to it. He sensed a trap. Otusan had raised him to spot a trap and how to deal with it. Usually by calling in some Yakuza members to deal with it. The man had been grooming Nate to run the group after his death. He had not been born to it but the boy was ruthless and smart. He felt naked with out his group of gang members watching his back. Instead he had some corp me a following him. 

He was just sitting there watching the little Matrix they had on the ship. He was following Sammie's comms bit not listening to get at all. He had his own orders from the company. Find information from the Matrix. He did have back up though. A Netrunner. It was not until the comms were hacked by something damn powerful did he get worried. "Raijin. The storm god. Traditionally a demon. Someone in that place knows their Shinto Mythology. I imagine it is a lightning rod perhaps?" He said to the group. The voice had sounded like one of Mother's game show hosts. Running around screaming like a loony. He stayed calm and collected till they got off the shuttle. "No gods ,no masters. A common phrase. At least I've heard. So where shall we go? Something clearly has taken control of the ship. Something Japanese. Luckily I know Japanese things. " He said watching the group and waiting for them to start talking about him being a kid.