The ship lifted up and away from the station, setting course to their next destination. Jessica spent a few minutes at the nearest terminal to make sure all the systems were running smoothly, and that the automated pilot was going to the right sector. Once satisfied, she turned the console off and walked to the elevator.<br/><br/>Jessica's ship was a medium sized cargo transport that she had modified to add some interesting enhancements, such as frontal turbo lasers, advanced security systems, and of course all the cells on the bottom deck. The vessel had 3 decks, the top one being the bridge, her personal cabin, and the computer and navigation systems. The second floor had the crew cabins along with the two boarding bays, the escape hatches, and the engineering section, while the bottom deck had the cafeteria, showers, and the cells. The elevator had a strict security control panel that checked the fingerprints and DNA of anyone attempting to change deck.<br/><br/>Jessica went down to the bottom deck as she always liked to do after any landing, to check up on the slaves. When she got there, right away she could hear that the slaves were agitated. This made her chuckle, perhaps some punishment in perspective.<br/><br/>She saw that Tarl was already there, shouting at one girl across a cell door, and she decided not to disturb them. Instead, she heard another girl scream and bang on the door. Going in front of her cell, she looked at the number afixed to the door and remembered that one. Grinning, she looked through the small window and spoke to her.<br/><br/>"You're Eva right? The little bitch that tried to escape last time? You really think I need balls to teach you a lesson?"<br/>