[color=8493ca][h2] Dr. Khava Marr [/h2][/color]

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Dr. Marr flinched at the fire, despite himself. Taking a deep 'breath' he could feel the Adrenalin coursing through the veins of their targets. A few other hormones were firing as well, generally a mix of fear, aggression from the one to the left... He waited for a moment, closing his eyes - focusing on the stress of the more experienced one. It was building. As if quickly reaching a peak. Apprehension. Something was coming? he was anticipating - the fire stopped. Rife overheating? As Roka seemingly also noticed this, he forwent his blind firing and turned inwards, shooting down the Trooper. As the trooper went down, the immediate overwhelming shock set into the other, and Marr spun around the corner, throwing the dart at the scientist. He smirked as the other dropped the gun, and raised his hands in fear. The needle punctured his palm and the liquid started seeping into his system. With panic he looked at the syringe, frowning at the yellow colour, looked up at Marr, his eyes widening before he fell to the ground as well.

Marr straightened his robes and looked over at his cohort. [color=8493ca][b]"That was fun. I can't sense anyone else on the ship. At least not in the vicinity. Keep those antennae peaked though."[/b][/color] He started walking into the area, and pointed to the two doors. [color=8493ca][b]"Storage, and Field lab - I will take the latter and see what we can salvage. I suggest you go into the storage rooms and take anything not bolted down. If there are any silver boxes with self-contained cooling units connected to it, be careful with it. The items inside will be the easiest to shift."[/b][/color] He started walking over to the lab, crouching down next to the comatose doctor and taking out the syringe from his palm. With a gloved hand, he turned the head, lifting the chin and opening the eye. With a quick jab through the iris he emptied the rest of the yellow liquid straight into the brain. The body shuddered for a moment before becoming still. He stood up, placed the now empty vial back into his breast pocket, and continued on to the lab, punching in the codes he knew rarely changed, and if it did - it changed back to the previous set.