[i]"Aiya! How the fuck did this happen!?"[/i]

[i]<Pan, Fengmi, it's not your fault..->[/i]

[i]"I don't know that, Jin! What if the rest of my fucking brain's infected!? What did he do with that infomorph!?[/i] 

[i]<Pan ...Dear. It will be okay. I was keeping an eye on the implant as you asked, soon as it crashed that hard I fully partitioned it. Whatever had went wrong, it is isolated with ...whatever is left of him, hopefully a salvageable ego.>[/i]

Giving a shaky nod, the heavily built, shark-looking Aquanaut stood from his seat on the bridge, still mostly dressed in the mining crash suit he had come in on as he paced back and forth in the cockpit. Having a one-sided conversation with his muse as he waited for the results of his report to "Tim" to come though... As well as the frantic request for help added in, much as he trusted Zoey in a straight up fight, it didn't take a quantum mathematician to figure out butchering their way through Legba wasn't going to solve this anything.

[i]"Alright, Gaisi de, I need a drink and like ...Enough comfurt to drown a dolphin. Shitty hardware, virus or ...You know, infection? You got it?"[/i] 

[i]<I promise dear... Also, you have a one way message, it's asking for I-net decryption, shall I...?>[/i]

[i]"Shi, shi ...Uh, is it from Tim? What's it say?"[/i]

Jin didn't respond, the shark's giving an unfocused stare as he read the missive from their local informant across his entropics, before finally nodding again with more reassurance. [i]"Alright! We got this, how can four agents fuck this up, right?"[/i] 

[i]<Fengmi...>[/i] 

[i]"Right, sorry ..."[/i] Taking his seat again and starting to put the rest of his hardsuit back on, he finally spoke up over their tacnet. [i]<Yo, Zoey. You get anything from Tim too? He ...Uh, got us some help, we're gonna meet them back in psychopomp, ready to go?>[/i]