Aboard the slaver ship was a group people, while they all may not have been actually people, they all had something in common. They were all on this ship for some reason, they just didn't know why, each unwilling occupant was cuffed, the cuffed were comprised of an energy that crippled the abilities of each prisoner. The ship was on course for the orbital nation of Quwell Koma, a trade center of sorts, selling all sorts of rare items and things. In this case it happened to be the unlucky prisoners aboard, streaking past stars and interplanetary traffic, the slaver ship bypassed security and went around the massive planet construct, going through a back entrance and landing in the hangar bay. The line of energy that connected their cuffs made it evident that no one was going anywhere without the rest of the group. Their captors pushed each one of them out with electric staves, corralling them into the space station , forced into the market area. They were being led toward a local shop that sold ;exotic species' in this case, that was them, maybe it didn't have to go this way though.

Marcus and Kori Hale had unfortunately fallen victim to the pirates that captured them, becoming prisoners as well, despite what the cuffs did to their abilities, they were still dangerous. "If you let me out, I swear I won't kill you..." Marcus smirked, shouting in pain when he got hit by the electrical stave, his body being shocked relentlessly. "That worked out nicely brother..." Kori spoke, managing somewhat of a smirk as they were brought to the square of the planet nation. Marcus began looking at his fellow prisoners curiously. He generally didn't care but knowing who he was going to prison with was always a need for him. Maybe each of them had strengths they didn't or weaknesses they could make up for, but these people didn't see like the team player types. In mass, the prisoners were thrown into a group cell while pirates began to bargain with their contractor. "Any ideas?" Kori asked aloud.