The problem was, Ishi realized, that all the 'safe' topics were offline with a 'pending re-evaluation'. Clearly her taunting had triggered Akiko's petty side. The 'social' encounters were all clearly pointed towards 'bedding' folks now. The sims looked like she could tie them into folks she knew or the files that she had been studying. So, she could go for someone she knew. There was only one other option, she realized, as she looked over things. She could 'update' profiles of folks she knew though.<br/><br/>Akiko slid into her tub with a sigh as she 'logged' her profile as 'on lunch' while working on some profiles. She followed her gut as she slid into the station's private grid. Unlike Ishi, she had a LOT of tricks to do in hacking the network from within. Being an administrator helped, she noted, as she checked where the annoying recruit had gone using her access code. That led to her following ALL the traffic into Ishi's room. Which led to discovering where she had found the hidden address to begin with.<br/><br/>Only one problem. It came from no where. Literally appearing in her 'inbox' as she woke up in her new body. That was very disturbing. She dove deeper, her skills as a hacker and one of the designers of the station's grid coming into play as she completely forgot about anything but trying to find out what was going on.