<span style="color: blue">"Pretty kitten's about to teach you a new trick"</span>Neymi mumbled in response to the AI. The virtual intelligence managing to rile up the hybrid's lingering anger. She briefly inspected the ship's systems and flight screen while  it started up the NI-Chair, settling down on it , she put the VR visor on, having a small spot of difficulty with her feline ears.<b>"You'll have to wait your turn before I can play with you. Already have part of Toi, updating his brains out."</b>She scoffed at it's words.<span style="color: blue">"Figures that my zoon to be newest toy can't multitask, or are you afraid of being unable to ztand a chance against me when you're pulling Toy's leash?"</span>Neymi's words brought a fanged smirk to her own face, even as she inspected the data provided to her on the screen.<br/><br/>Neymi was often more a practical than a theoretical engineer, what she knows coming from experience rather than careful study. Often times, she was unaware how a certain mechanism functioned, but knew how to make it work and do what she want. This was also the case with Neural Interface systems. Everyone knew the wires into your brain part, of course, but it takes an expert to explain how it manages that. Neymi, on her end, simply used it. The virtual realm let her explore the ship's systems more easily. Floating around her in a digital realm rather than displayed on a static screen. Here, she could easily manipulate and inspect all the available information, so it didn't take her long to get annoyed by the AI hiding it's mainframe and self destruct algorithms from her.<br/><br/>Swearing, Neymi dismissed the data the AI had made available to her. Growling, she instead focused on sculpting her digital avatar in this realm. The ship would probably try to override her appearance, but she wasn't simply going to let it be in charge that easily. She'd break it, or have it avoid her for the rest of the mission if she had. Her digital self looked a lot like her real self, but her fur had made place for stark white skin, in contrast to her more tanned skin in life. Her furry ears and tail remained in their original state, though they now had a striking neon pattern to them. Her outfit too, had changed. In this digital realm, her longcoat was a deep scarlet stream of constantly shifting data. Long, fingerless latex gloves coiled up her arms, hugging her limbs tightly. A tight-fitting corset pushed up her cleavage, making her breasts looking even more impressive while they were held back by digital lace. Thigh-high leather boots clicked with steel tips and heels, leaving expanding rings of soundwaves on the data-stream she was standing on. Her groin was left bared, surprisingly, her feminine sex plainly visible. A tight and inviting snatch that was crowned by a small strip of white fur above it.<br/><br/>Neymi glanced around the digital realm the AI called it's home while uploading a whip into her fingers. She was eager to put the AI in it's place after all the taunting it had done. Pity she couldn't really tie it up or rob the AI from it's control and senses here, unless it would let her upload some more programs. The auto-pilot could probably run by itself, right?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>