When the body hit the floor Ben immediately went to the wall and hit the Bio-Hazard Alarm, a pair of marines in containment suits barged into the room not more than a moment later, one held a flammable chemical while the other had a small flamethrower, the first Marine sprinkled the powder-like substance onto the small body, beckoning Ben and the other applicant to stand back while his partner lite his weapon. After the body was sprinkled entirely the other marine start setting it ablaze, the material catching fire easily and causing the corpse to burn to ashes much faster, even the bones stood no chance as the body slowly disintegrated and was turned into a fine ash, after they got a broom/dustpan, swept up the ashes and put them in a Bio-Contaminant baggie to take to the lab for study.
As fast as they started they finished, leaving the room with a small scorch mark on the floor as the only tell that somebody had died.
After the buisness was done Ben looked towards the new applicant and sighs.
"That is why you don't die in my office, you get torched." he commented calmly before reaching back into the desk and pulling out the folder he had been looking for the last time.
"So name, age, house origin and why the hell should we want a punk like you in the Coalition's Fighter Corps?" he asked while pulling out the file once more, letting it drop onto his desk.
