11-20-2015, 08:52 AM
"Tryin' to lose me, huh?" Swerve grinned confidently, letting out a low chuckle. "Not in my city, Prime...not in my city."
The much larger craft was significantly less maneuverable than the much more nimble hoverbike the fleeing pair was on, and was forced to make rough impromptu dives and crazily sharp loops, completely away from the direction of chase and slingshotting back around. How much of it was entirely necessary, and how much was Swerve's crazy piloting was up for debate.
"Is he..." Anderson gestured at one of his squadmates, receiving a pair of binoculars and peering through them. "...they are. Headed for an elevator." He tossed the binoculars aside. "Swerve! Enough with the chase; we're gonna cut 'em off! They're headed for elevator C-11. Get us there yesterday!"
"Hey hey hey, alright! Hold on to your helmets, fellas!" With a rumble of its engines, the gunship lurched upward and banked away, passing out of sight behind a building.
On the ground below, another Stormtrooper was blasted off of his speederbike as a blaster bolt bounced off of Sackboy's shield. His speeder kept going, leaving its rider behind with a scorched hole in his armor. A wheezing cough signaled he was still alive, but wouldn't be accomplishing much else any time soon.
"Got a shield, do you..." the Gunner growled. "Well ain't that just fine 'n dandy for you."
"Hold fire on that cannon there, big man! Wait until he drops that shield!"
The much larger craft was significantly less maneuverable than the much more nimble hoverbike the fleeing pair was on, and was forced to make rough impromptu dives and crazily sharp loops, completely away from the direction of chase and slingshotting back around. How much of it was entirely necessary, and how much was Swerve's crazy piloting was up for debate.
"Is he..." Anderson gestured at one of his squadmates, receiving a pair of binoculars and peering through them. "...they are. Headed for an elevator." He tossed the binoculars aside. "Swerve! Enough with the chase; we're gonna cut 'em off! They're headed for elevator C-11. Get us there yesterday!"
"Hey hey hey, alright! Hold on to your helmets, fellas!" With a rumble of its engines, the gunship lurched upward and banked away, passing out of sight behind a building.
On the ground below, another Stormtrooper was blasted off of his speederbike as a blaster bolt bounced off of Sackboy's shield. His speeder kept going, leaving its rider behind with a scorched hole in his armor. A wheezing cough signaled he was still alive, but wouldn't be accomplishing much else any time soon.
"Got a shield, do you..." the Gunner growled. "Well ain't that just fine 'n dandy for you."
"Hold fire on that cannon there, big man! Wait until he drops that shield!"