[Several escape attempts later, and Kaz went to the highest bidder. The drugs are just starting to wear off (good for him). But he's shackled in much better, more advanced restraintes this time. The woman who bought him already has fitted him with a nice new collar, and he's in his own mind enough to look completely contemptuous and hateful about it.]
[By the time they find him, she's already had him loaded onto her ship. The race, whatever they are, have large, flat, downturned noses between beady little eyes. To them, humans are childlike and adorable, and this time there were a lot of those up for auction. Two big guys with here, and a combination of security and average stock workers milling around the ship, prepping it for lift off.]
[It's a nice sort of thing, and that could be a problem because it means the security is a little better. At least Miller can feel good that he's wanted by someone with a little bit of money (not really). Luckily the two most dangerous guards are busy holding him down while he goes through the last part, having a brand planted right between his shoulderblades, his still present uniform shirt bunched in an alien's tight fist and held back to keep his back exposed.]
[Shouldn't be too hard for them to find Kaz. It hurts, and they're receiving every insult in Japanese, Spanish, and English that he can kick up and at the top of his voice.]
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[By the time they find him, she's already had him loaded onto her ship. The race, whatever they are, have large, flat, downturned noses between beady little eyes. To them, humans are childlike and adorable, and this time there were a lot of those up for auction. Two big guys with here, and a combination of security and average stock workers milling around the ship, prepping it for lift off.]
[It's a nice sort of thing, and that could be a problem because it means the security is a little better. At least Miller can feel good that he's wanted by someone with a little bit of money (not really). Luckily the two most dangerous guards are busy holding him down while he goes through the last part, having a brand planted right between his shoulderblades, his still present uniform shirt bunched in an alien's tight fist and held back to keep his back exposed.]
[Shouldn't be too hard for them to find Kaz. It hurts, and they're receiving every insult in Japanese, Spanish, and English that he can kick up and at the top of his voice.]