Utterly Mad

Father:
To replace thine flamer, thou must visit ye olde armorie.

Inside you find rows upon rows of guns of all kinds, but on the other side of rows of thick metal bars. There's a counter between you and the guns though, where an idle-looking quartermaster stands.
You proclaim your need for a flamer, and show the ticket.
The quartermaster turns around, and opens a locker. He then turns his head to you, and ask;
"So what did you want? A standard-issue flamer, or one of these chemical sprayers? That ticket allows me to give you either a chem sprayer, or a heavier set of armor."

A chem sprayer is as leathal as a flamer, and leaves puddles of acidic goo. It can't bee disabled that easily either, since the contents aren't flamable.

Lucas:
The hound looks at you, and think.
"Well, I'm going back to the village where I live. But I think those clothes would make people nervous."
He points at the perticularly obvious Uniware logo on your sleave.
"But if you could atleast cover it up, and promise to behave, you could follow me. Maybe I could talk to a friend of mine, who could help you."

Smasher:
The squad keeps eyes on the door leading into the now noisy depot, while you attempt to restart the generator.
You open the panel, give it a jolt from your PDA, and the system's back online.

The clicking gets louder.
You then reboot the system, and have the genrator begin to awake once more.
Once it's back up, the lights go on for a moment, and then immidiately go out again. The robotic voice of the compound system echoes through the tunnels.
#Meltdown aver¤&%¤, unable to #"%¤#&#%&%¤#%¤%# lockdo"¤#!#¤!#!¤"& hostil&%¤%&¤%&%¤#

After being abandoned for some time, it would seem that the coumpound's system has corrupted. It needs to be reinstalled.
You note that it's quiet again.
"Is it gone?..."

The depot is making no more noise. Your squad look on edge though.