He inputted the co-ordiantes of Hurok in his navi-computer, and shot off into hyperspace. It was going to be about a half hour trip, so he leaned back into his seat.
He really needed to get a new ship. His shuttle was an unarmed piece of junk that was slower than a gragh (form of turtle on Azgard). He would have to bring it up with Dolash when he returned from his journey.
He was actually unsure on what his purpose would be at Hurok. Dolash had given him orders to go there, and that he would recieve new orders when he got there. He would have to just wait.
He resumed to staring out the viewport, wathing the stars streak by as he travelled. Twenty five minutes left...