Biological, Mostly Lethal

Rolando was following the large female down dark corridors, she hadn't said anything since she snatched him in the darkness. Just lead him deeper into the ship. He could see she too was at one point imperial military, the remains of her patchwork uniform still sort of had her unit on it. She didn't have a traditional weapon, instead she had some kind of spear that was cobbled together from the creatures best Rolando could tell. She was also huge, pushing seven feet and almost double Rolando's size. She was terrifying to Rolando. They eventually came to an alcove. It looked like some kind of maintenance station. Rolando could see most of the vents leading in were secure with a variety of make shift tools and welding. Inside the room was a limited group of supplies with tools and other cobbled together weaponry.

"No one else?" She was standing in front of him now, looking at him with suspicion. He could see metal slightly above her right eye, it didn't look recent, so she may have been augmented prior to whatever brought her here.

"Only survivor, Rolando Lorentino." She paused for a moment eyeing him.

"Lieutenant, hounds, magical specialist."

"Creepy."

"I have a database of all imperial military files, though I admit its out of date, if you've been promoted since then I'm sorry sir. Sergeant Therod exploration division." She extended her hand and Rolando could see the legacy of pain already on it. Therod had a lighter skin tone with red hair a legacy of her family.

"Exploration? Isn't that a?"

"Shit assignment for rejects? Yes sir, you've been assigned to the Rim, so I'm sure you're well aware of shit assignments."

"Noted Therod, so how screwed am I?"

"Completely boned sir, these creatures are relentless, I've been here 6 months and I've had to move locations at least six times, they find ways in, they track you through smell or something I haven't determined. Also someone is watching, that's why I'm in these tunnels, this is an experiment sir, and we're the test subjects."

"Well I'm thankful for the honest no shit assessment. Options?"

"Blow the ship up."