The club was dark, the tables all full with creatures of all shapes and sizes. Most of them were just sitting there, sipping strange colored drinks or eating some dark ooze. But, what was one to expect on a slave ship? Places like this were filled with the worst in the galaxy and sadly it would be those kinds of people who would be getting their sticky hands or claws on innocent and often forced individuals who were made into slaves. Often, it was times like this that Rrakkt wondered why he entered such shady places...and then he remember that is what the very people he hated that would also be the ones to fund his current life style. "Do you have the goods?" Came a dark and gurgling voice from a strange slug like creature, his five eyes staring at the much taller and stronger alien before him. "Of course, I always do. I left the cargo in the ship though...for obvious reasons." Came a deep reply, looking over his shoulder as if he feared he might recognize someone here. The alien in question was a giant of sorts, easily towering over eight feet high, his skin mix of bother dark brown and tan tones. His face had a simple pattern, his upper face dark while his lower face was tan with some reddish stripes on his chin. His was strong looking but not overly so, and his jaw was strong and solid. His outfit was simple, black pants and a dark top, a short jacket and heavy boots to finish it off. "Gooood, I want all of it delivered to my personal ship before you leave. I assume nothing is damaged, I need those bottles in tact." "Do I ever deliver damaged goods to you, Missk?" A light chuckle left the slug looking man, his fat and short appearance jiggling strangely with the noise he made. He started to slip away, moving slowly with his lack of legs. "You don't...but you know me, I am a very uncertain creature. You will have your fifteen gems as promised when you arrive with the cargo later tonight. Now come...the auction is about to start. I know you have enough on you to maybe buy something. Or will you free another slave yet again in you attempt to rid the universe of slavery and all unjust things?" "You humor is lost on me, Missk." Rrakkt said darkly, obviously not liking the slug mans tone. "Bah, just because your race was foolish enough to trust a race of slave makers when your population is dropping left and right, is no problem of mine. Be glad that you are not the one with the collar around your neck and just live your life. Who knows, maybe you'll run into a female of your own kind and settle down." "I'd do that if it weren't for the fact that the majority of the women left of my species are in the hands of the slavers." "Like I said, not my problem. Now take a seat...you aren't going anywhere before I get my stuff anyway." Growling under his breath, Rrakkt did as he was told though he was obviously not all that interested in what was about to happen.