Valanx disembarked from the ship with the rest of the crew, dressed in light colored clothes that covered most of his skin, including a wide-brimmed hat that completely shaded his face from the sun's punishing rays.  He was looking at his data pad, fiddling with a few personal modifications that he had programmed in over his time with the Marauders.  Modifying the genetic scanning app to recognize their target's DNA had been no easy task, especially with Luirae being unable to help much due to the after effects of the previous night's drinking, but Valanx was still worried that those modifications would still be the simplest part of this assignment.  Even with the suspect's genetic information, finding him would be no picnic, and actually capturing him would be harder still.  What had happened to the days when they were exploring the uncharted reaches of the galaxy and making fascinating new discoveries instead of doing the Committe's dirty work?

As the crew walked into the Phoenix, Valanx began adjusting a few settings on his data pad, increasing the sensitivity of the genetic scanner to pick up any trace their target may have left behind.  With luck, this might allow the crew to pick up the shape-shifter's trail, or find some of the people the fugitive had come into contact with.  In the worst case, the modification would have absolutely no effect, but he had been working on this particular mod for quite some time now, ever since they started having trouble with the rats, so it should work as planned.  If it did, he would have to remember to upgrade the rest of the crew's data pads with the mod as soon as possible.