Panting heavily, Tahillie knew better than to jump into Cyberspace with little to no sleep. His body convulsed with nerve spasms, trying to calm his nerval system by leaning into his seat. A slight growl left him as he shot a look at Addy, trying to calm his body and mind at the same time. He shook his head to the offer to get to the med-bay, Rae was needed else where than to tend to him.
"The after affects of going into Cyberspace with no sleep and being attacked by an Anti-virus Program while looking for information," his body jerked a little as he finally calmed his mind. "Not the first time, and probably not the last time it'll happen..." He muttered the last part more to himself than to the human woman.
"However," he paused for a moment as his hand twitched violently, causing pain to shoot up to his spinal cord. "Going into Cyberspace is not easy as one thinks. It takes from thirty to one-hundred-eighty seconds to gather information without getting undetected. About forty five seconds if caught and causes pain to the neural pathways at the base of the skull from Antiviral programs and firewalls..."
He hoped that she understood what he was saying, even though that he did catch himself trying to fall asleep; sleep deprivation is no fun. He leaned back into his chair to hear a soft clanking noise shortly before Raymond said anything, he was in no condition to fight off anyone or anything for at lease a thirty minute rest. A snarl left again while the soft clanking noise we're getting to him; clawing under the arms of the chair before getting up.
"Monroe be advised: An unidentified object has latched itself onto the back of the ship. Looks humanoid. Someone needs to check it out before we warp out of here." He heard Raymond say before stopped clawing his ship.
A simple, but toothy smile appeared as he stood up. His left hand still twitching with each step, but he needed to vent his frustration on something from his trip into Cyberspace. He sighed again as he slowly placed the coordinates for the Canborus Galaxy. He sat back down while pulling out his hologram for a direct comlink to Tymea.
"Ms. L'Cint, can you see if anything from the explosion or anything else may have hit the ship? There's still time left." Tahillie said over the comlink to Tymea.
Still hooked up to his holograph, he closed his eyes again as his subconscious sunk back into Cyberspace once more. He pulled out the information on the Space rats, placed it into a folder for later, but he was interested in the Anti-virus program. He took a deeper look into the coding of the program, too far advance for the space rats to program and set up.
"Given a few days of fiddling with the program, and possibly finding out who gave this to them, I can probably set this up so that we won't have Hackers or bounty hunters getting information of the crew." He said to himself.
Still playing with the program, what he did not expect was a virus malware embedded itself into the program. How stupid can he get? He did not have time to think as his physical body began to convulse, his subconscious going back into the as he pulled the cord from his hologram and himself while panting heavily. A millisecond later, he would have infected the ships AI, Tango, and they would've been stranded in the middle of nowhere. He would've been in trouble if he had played with the program more. He took off his silver visor that still had the cord attached as he carefully detached the neural link from his visor to the base of his skull.