09-04-2015, 05:50 PM
The Stormtroopers bounced in their plasteel armor as psionic energy tossed them to the ground, a chorus of grunts and yelps echoing from inside their helmets as they slid over the polished tiles of the plaza. It had been a rough month for the peace-keepers of Coruscant, the increased numbers of violent crimes had cut a swath of hyper-vigilance through the previously lax forces. The Emperor ensured that those below him understood the importance of order in his city.
The military forces staggered to their feet, all drawing their side arms instead of retrieving their primary blasters from the ground, each leveling it at one of the two targets. Angry shouts demanded that they get on the floor, place their hands on their heads, and disengage any meta-human abilities.
The sky screamed as an ominous black shadow passed over them, the commands of the Stormtroopers drowned out by the backwash of the engines of the patrol vehicle. A clear voice called out into the Stormtrooper’s helms, the calm, disciplined tone coldly asking, “Tier One Plaza, this is Control. We have eyes on, what’s going on down there?”
The law-enforcements automatically looked up to the craft as it swept by and the highest ranking trooper, a corporal, pressed his hand into his comm as the lower-enlisted refocused and brandished their weapons at the agitated citizenry.
“Requesting backup,” the squad leader calmly stated as the simian and the superhuman tossed around insults, the white-armored enforcers words being all but completely ignored.
“Nature of crime?” the monotone dispatcher’s voice responded.
Glancing back to the scene, the officer took a quick accounting of what he’d seen. “Disturbing the peace. Obstruction of justice. Assault on civilians.” His eyebrows furrowed under his helmet and he concealed none of his anger as he spat, “And this little bastard just attacked my troopers.”
There was a short pause before the Stormtrooper heard the controller’s response, “Request received.” Another short pause. “Reinforcement inbound.”
Turning to the two combatants, the leader’s voice crackled, “I’ll give you two one more chance to STAND. DOWN.” In the distance, the rev of an engine could be heard, and a thin smile crept over his face. He flipped the safety off on his blaster and motioned for his soldiers to do the same. “I won’t ask again.”
The military forces staggered to their feet, all drawing their side arms instead of retrieving their primary blasters from the ground, each leveling it at one of the two targets. Angry shouts demanded that they get on the floor, place their hands on their heads, and disengage any meta-human abilities.
The sky screamed as an ominous black shadow passed over them, the commands of the Stormtroopers drowned out by the backwash of the engines of the patrol vehicle. A clear voice called out into the Stormtrooper’s helms, the calm, disciplined tone coldly asking, “Tier One Plaza, this is Control. We have eyes on, what’s going on down there?”
The law-enforcements automatically looked up to the craft as it swept by and the highest ranking trooper, a corporal, pressed his hand into his comm as the lower-enlisted refocused and brandished their weapons at the agitated citizenry.
“Requesting backup,” the squad leader calmly stated as the simian and the superhuman tossed around insults, the white-armored enforcers words being all but completely ignored.
“Nature of crime?” the monotone dispatcher’s voice responded.
Glancing back to the scene, the officer took a quick accounting of what he’d seen. “Disturbing the peace. Obstruction of justice. Assault on civilians.” His eyebrows furrowed under his helmet and he concealed none of his anger as he spat, “And this little bastard just attacked my troopers.”
There was a short pause before the Stormtrooper heard the controller’s response, “Request received.” Another short pause. “Reinforcement inbound.”
Turning to the two combatants, the leader’s voice crackled, “I’ll give you two one more chance to STAND. DOWN.” In the distance, the rev of an engine could be heard, and a thin smile crept over his face. He flipped the safety off on his blaster and motioned for his soldiers to do the same. “I won’t ask again.”
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