Kallard, using the PDA he took, attempts to hack the cameras in the room and have them play a looped sequence. All the while pretending to look for supplies. The device itself could access the cameras, and soon, the ones in the room were playing a loop.
The soldiers stare at him for a moment before one of them asks, "What are you doing in here?"
"Gathering supplies. This is the supply room." Kallard responds. "Some of that stuff you're sitting on looks pretty high tech." he adds
"This is from those Feds we killed in the gas chamber." Says the holding Kallard's pistols.
"One of them had this naildriver. Must've put a lot of money in it. Custom skeletalized trigger, heavy duty extractor and a laser printed pistol grips. Good for me he's dead, its mine now."
"Looks like a 20th Century design." He adds. "Surprised a Fed would want to use such a relic"
"Of course..." Kallard starts slowly edging his way closer to the men. "I would know... Since that pistol is mine." he says coldly before blasting the one holding his pistol with abyssal fire. The black flames reduces the man to a pile of ash. The other two immediate go into combat stances, drawing their side arms and firing. However, Kallard was able to predict their movements and avoid the projectiles. Grabbing another soldier by the face, he burns him to a crisp, filling the air of the room with a sickening smell of charred flesh, reduced fat and scorched hair.
The last soldier managed to hit the assumed scientist square in the chest. However, Kallard doesn't die as expected. The soldier wonders if he's wearing body armor, however, that thought doesn't last long as he too, is incinerated like his comrades. As the fighting stopped, Kallard are hear several scientists running out of the room in a panic. He goes about using his PDA to silence any alarm that went out, and though, while he was able to set the alarm as false, two soldiers kicked down the medical room door. The third move in and check the supply closet door, and were closing in on Kallard's position.
Quickly, Kallard turns off the lighting for the supply room, retrieves his sidearm from the ash pile, and takes an ambush position, and awaits his prey. As they burst into the dark room, many of them cover their noses and gag at the smell. Kallard took the initiative and blasts one of the soldiers with fire. Another burned corpse. The soldiers quickly return fire, but the wall Kallard took shelter behind proved to be more than adequate in soaking up bullets. Kallard burns one more, and uses his side arm to take down the last one. His uniform would be important. Looking at the cameras he didn't see anyone coming, so he took the time to put on his stealth suit and then quickly removes, and dons uniform of the soldier he didn't burn to a crisp. He has the helmet on just as the next wave of troops enter the area. Again, they are aghast at the smell
Kallard quickly looks distraught.
"What the hell happened here?" one of them asks.
"I don't know what the hell this guy is, but he wiped out my squad. I'm the only one left. All Ash. Even him." he says pointing to one of the piles. " Plugged him in the head with a round. Instead of gore, like a normal person. He just... turned to ash." He then turns to the soldiers and starts talking frantically. "How the hell did he even get on the ship in the first place!? Fuck. Otto owned me money... said he'd pay it back when he got big. Now he's fucking dead."
"Well, now we got an ass load of paperwork to fill out. What did he look like?"
"It was dark when we entered, just like it is now. Smelled awful. Then I saw him. Turned Otto to ash. Saw a lab coat, but, that's all I could make out."
The soldier regarding him nods and seems to report this up his chain of command.
"Okay, calling the cleaning crew down here... wait for what?... You got to be... Yes sir we will be here. Our mutated Crinis wants to speak with us. He thinks that one of our prisoners escaped. He wants to check the site out for himself."
Mutated crinis? Wym. Kallard knows that the crinis will be overly investigative unless Kallard can give him a reason to move on quickly. Using the suit's datalink capability, he accesses the PDA handsfree, and uses it to send a message to the mortician he spared. He instructs him to stage an event that makes it seem like the "escaped prisoner" elsewhere. Kallard waits around what seems like forever, but was only a few minutes, before one of the radio's lights up with activity: "Target spotted in the morgue."
"Well then, make sure Luon gets there." A familiar voice gave the order: Wym. He walks into the room with an aggressive heel in his step.
"Sir he's-" one soldier starts to say before being interrupted by Wym. "I understand. But that is not a concern for me. What is meaning of my attention is the thought of where that ash man came from." He looks at Kallard, "Tell me every thing."
"What about-" the soldiers attempts to speak again. "Katal doesn't need to be disturbed now. He has other things to attend to. Unless there is a major disaster do not call him"
"He was wearing a Lab coat... couldn't see much else in the dark. Showed up with my guys after hearing gunshots. Smelled like burned flesh. Broke down the door and Otto got hit with strange looking black fire... turned him to ash just like that. Never saw anything like it. Fought for another minute before I killed... well thought I killed him. Turned to ash when I shot him." Kallard says, doing his best to sounds like a shaken up simple soldier.
"Hmm... Interesting. Men! The spy is not dead! Hunt down every closet, vent, and hallway, but I want him dead! The rest of you, follow me! We're heading to the captured ship!" Wym orders. Kallard instructively follows.
