Sanders stared at the glint of the ships lights on his scalpel and grinned at the subtle change when the ship made way. The girl on his table wasn't on the Captain's list, and his theory was confirmed- she wasn't going to be missed. He looked her over a bit and began just below her collar bone, removing an interesting birthmark and inspecting the meat below. He sighed in disappointment, merely epidermal, not nearly interesting enough. He went to a nearby cabinet and took out a vial. He poured the contents into the open would, hoping for an interesting pattern. He applied a small amount of electricity forcing the muscle to spasm. The girl stopped screaming. He checked her pulse, alive just passed out. He patched her back up and strapped her in to his closet.<br/><br/>==<br/><br/>When his fun was complete he made his way to the cargo area checking on a few girls that had been getting sick, and the girls they had previously been caged near. Wouldn't want an epidemic of kennel cough, Jessica still needed to sell them. Speaking of which, the Captain seemed to be locked in battle with one of the slaves. It was a pleasant enough show to watch, but still he moved to a cabinet on the wall and remved a syringe.<br/><br/>"Let me know if she needs some sedation Cap."