Reed has set the coordinates for the Veloron system. His ship is well armored against the hazardous atmosphere surrounding Cutter's planet. He built the craft himself, experimenting with biomorpbic technology but only on the outer bulk heads, general armourment, some weapons systems- nothing that could rip apart the main standard workmanship he had put into androids that constructed the ship. Using the best of alien cultures and raiding the vessel's infinite computer database, he attained enough information to make the Illustrious formidable and slightly advanced to anything in the known in the galaxies (apart from the vessel).

"Of course..the drive to this motor isn't anywhere on what the vessel R.S.T.C could do…but it's quite pokey," Reed sips a cup of coffee as the engines warm, preparing to go into full, extended drive.

"How long?" Walker watches his planet from above, feeling a tinge of nostalgia, he shakes his head as though some irritable memory surfaces unexpectedly.

"Are you alright?" Reed is puzzled by Walker's behavior, ever since he first landed, he's observed from afar knowing there's something wrong with Al'.

"How long?" he asks, disregarding Reed's concern.

"Two weeks," the ex-sarge replies, almost with an air of shame but then he covers with, "she can stand the pressure longer..I designed her for that, to travel at top whack. We could be there before two weeks."

"So you did obtain some data from the vessel before your disappearing act," Walker says with ice sardonic edge.

"Yeah.."

"Since you were supposedly dead," Cutter sits himself down in a chair opposite and on a lower level to the one from Reed.

"I remember you did a disappearance act yourself Al'."

Walker falls to stone silence.