<b>[Engineering room]</b><br/><br/>"That's a fair point. So I guess we'll say that this is a trust of mutual self-protection." Aiayla's words were met by a hearty laugh from the hybrid, a strangely warm sound coming from the rather serious woman.<span style="color: blue">"Mutual zelf-protection is the best once can hope for for now."</span>Neymi showed Aiayla a warm smile.<span style="color: blue">"Needing another to live conquers even greed."</span>She straightened herself, pointing out a few recurring numbers that passed by.<span style="color: blue">"If I can disable the zelf-destruct, I zhould be able to hack into the mainframe and turn over it's admin controls to me. Tuning the controls to my zpecific DNA-signature means it's impossible to replicate, which keeps the zhip safe from pirate crackers, or worse. I'd keep in the previous admin controllers but put in a trigger so if someone wants to press the zelf-destruct button I can enter a code to cancel the command. That way our employer is none the wiser and we could take this zhip on a joyride already."</span>Neymi spoke very matter of factly, running a hand over her chin while she investigated some the scan more closely.<br/><br/>Neymi's investigation didn't last very long when Toi walked in, the hybrid's fur instantly getting on end. She growled as she watched the android poke about the engines.<span style="color: blue">"Hey, get away from those. That's zensitive equipment!"</span>She snarled and grabbed a length of cable, striding closer to the effeminate bot. The last thing she wanted was for this boy-toy to accidentally ruin her deep scan of the ship's engines. She was already up at Toi before either could react, displaying just how fast Goz can react. The black power cable held up in her hand like a coiled-up whip, just touching the man-like machine's chin while she confronted the android.<span style="color: blue">"If there's one thing I hate, it's pleasure bots, and you're no medical model..."</span><br/><br/>Luckily, or unluckily for Toi, rescued arrived sooner than expected in the form of Ciel, and Neymi straightened herself out. Flicking her tail annoyed while she watched the newcomer. "<span style="color: blue">Tell me you didn't phase through the engines. There's nothing wrong with them as far as I can tell, but I prefer not to take any chances so I'm giving them a good zcan."</span>Neymi regarded Ciel carefully. She had first mistaken the woman for a pure Zax when she had walked past earlier, but now noticed the inconsistencies. Her ears slowly pointing backwards.<span style="color: blue">"I presume you're the 'handler' Klaxx said would accompany uz mercs in this mission?"</span>Neymi's hand hovered to her wrist-bound computer, which held the controls of her sentry drones who now flew protectively close to the Goz/human hybrid.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>