Imperial Disarray

[Madotsuki]

It didn't take long before Madotsuki stood outside the warehouse with a pair of binoculars in her hands, standing guard and watching as far out as she could muster, while the others were packing weapons away into the nondescript truck. Rush and Svia had even brought mops and swept up the blood. They had even buried the bodies deep below the piles of junk. There was no way those bodies were going to be found.  The night was so quiet that she could catch snippets of conversation between the triad.

"...and that was when we hid behind the table. They shot so many bullets at us that no one could even see the wallpaper anymore. Trust me when I say that getting the truck was no easy feat..."

"...why are they called miniguns? I mean, they're so large that I don't think I could hold one. It should be called a 'megagun;' that sounds a lot more terrifying..."

"...if I never see another mega-- er, minigun in my life, it'll be too soon..."

Madotsuki chuckled to herself, pulling the binoculars up to her eyes. However, the sight she saw was nothing to laugh at; rising up from the farthest pile of scrap metal was some sort of chrome vehicle with red and blue lights flashing from the roof. Her heart sank as she realized that it was some sort of cop car. Hiding away the binoculars, the dreamer ran into the warehouse flailing her hands frantically.

Madeline froze in place, letting all the weapons she was carrying clatter to the floor. "Problem?" Madotsuki pointed outside and pantomimed a Stormtrooper driving a car. "Okay, big problem. Time to go?" The dreamer nodded.

Rush frowned and glanced at the truck. "But there's still so many weapons to collect! Several warehouses full of 'em!"

Svia placed a hand on his shoulder and led him to the driver's seat. Since there were only two seats, Madeline and Madotsuki were relegated to wait inside the truck's cargo hold with all the weapons. "All those weapons won't mean anything if we get caught."

"Can't Madotsuki handle them?"

"Does she look like she's in any position to fight highly-trained Stormtroopers? She's taken care of the nightguards, but they probably weren't trained to handle Primes."

"...Point taken."

"Now drive. Drive like your life depends on it."

"It kinda does-"

"JUST DRIVE!"

The wheels squealed in agony as the truck raced out of the warehouse. It made a sharp u-turn and left the scent of burning rubber in its wake as it fled the scene, hoping to escape before the police arrived. Madotsuki sat in darkness, rattling about as the vehicle drove over bumpy terrain. It took her all of her effort to avoid getting buried underneath a pile of weapons, although thankfully, the group had planned ahead and stacked all of the heavier weapons in the back. The dreamer had expected Madeline to say something, anything, but she remained quiet, scared into silence by the prospect of getting caught. Madotsuki similarly remained hushed. After all, there was nothing to say; they just hijacked a factory, and things were only going to head downhill from there.

The truck slowed to a stop, and a few tense moments passed before the door opened.