[Yuri's hackles go up at the idea, but he can't really say anything either way. Victor is right. So he settles himself down in front of the laptop, his fingers flying over the keyboard. He brings up an instant messenger as well that he can sign in on his own account, using it to make the call to his bank. He's redirected several times, and his leg is starting to bounce anxiously as he finally gets ahold of someone in charge of his accounts. He tries to stay calm as he relays the information as he knows it right now.

Within minutes, his accounts are voluntarily frozen. Nobody can access his assets without the recovery pin that he's given, It's a relief, but at the same time he's just made it much harder for himself to get his affairs back in order. He thanks the person on the other end of the line and cuts off the call, sighing deeply and slumping back again.]

I guess I'm stuck here for a while...