08-28-2016, 08:55 PM
The arsonist steps out into the streets of tier 2, and looks around. The shining steel skyscrapers across the street intrigue him, as well as the people walking along the ground. Walking, he continues surveying the area. Quite a few officers, with quite a few more guns.
Well, it might be best to stay away from them...
Looking around, Mick sights a right turn ahead. Continuing to walk, he looks around at the other troopers in the area and takes a similar position - gun held in two hands, with a march not out of place in a military organization.
Then, he comes across the station. Walking towards it, he sees Stormtroopers actively entering and exiting the building, barely acknowledging Mick as they pass. Walking up to the door, Mick enters, and almost 2 seconds afterwards, is stopped by one of the many white-suited guards.
"Hold on just a minute, sir." he says.
"What's the hold-up?" the Rogue responds.
"I'm afraid you're gonna have to remove the helmet. Scanners indicated you're a Prime, gotta make sure you're on our payroll."
"...You're kidding, right?" Mick asks.
"...Remove. The helmet." the soldier states.
"...Do I have to?" Mick asks. At that moment, the Stormtrooper grabs the helmet with one hand, and pulls it off Mick.
"...Yeah, I expected such." the guard states, noting Mick isn't on their payroll. "Alright, everybody aim..."
Mick sees the other Stormtroopers lining up shots. Noting the only way he's getting out of here is likely to fight his way out, he decides to get the first strike. Throwing the opponent's helmet off of him, Mick throws a punch. The other Stormtroopers prepare to fire.
This is gonna suck.
Then, gunshots are heard. Two blaster bolts hit Mick's right arm, causing him to curse under his breath and drop the empty rifle he was carrying. Raising his fists, he prepares to fight...
***
"How do you think Mick's doing so far?" Cassie asks, lounging back.
"Well, he forgot to supply LaRoque with a counterfeit ID, meaning he couldn't infiltrate the security room and was promptly thrown out at the front door..." Grant says. "He never summoned a usable weapon, and he was likely stopped at the door."
"Why?"
"I forgot to tell him there was a scanner." the young Rebel admits. "...He's probably dead."
"Why is it our first recruit in half a year had to die?" the girl continues, facepalming.
"He'll be back...You do remember that he's a Prime, correct?" Jon asks.
"...Yes, I remember that he's a Prime."
Snart enters the room, sitting down at the chair next to Cassie.
"Snart...What took you so long?" Grant asks.
"I had some business to take care of." the Rogue states. "Why are you guys sitting around down here?"
"Hoping Mick reports back today." Mallis responds.
"If not, he's probably dead, but he'll be back either way." Jon states.
"Let's hope." Leonard says. He leans back, and the Rebels continue waiting for a call of some sort from Mick...
Well, it might be best to stay away from them...
Looking around, Mick sights a right turn ahead. Continuing to walk, he looks around at the other troopers in the area and takes a similar position - gun held in two hands, with a march not out of place in a military organization.
Then, he comes across the station. Walking towards it, he sees Stormtroopers actively entering and exiting the building, barely acknowledging Mick as they pass. Walking up to the door, Mick enters, and almost 2 seconds afterwards, is stopped by one of the many white-suited guards.
"Hold on just a minute, sir." he says.
"What's the hold-up?" the Rogue responds.
"I'm afraid you're gonna have to remove the helmet. Scanners indicated you're a Prime, gotta make sure you're on our payroll."
"...You're kidding, right?" Mick asks.
"...Remove. The helmet." the soldier states.
"...Do I have to?" Mick asks. At that moment, the Stormtrooper grabs the helmet with one hand, and pulls it off Mick.
"...Yeah, I expected such." the guard states, noting Mick isn't on their payroll. "Alright, everybody aim..."
Mick sees the other Stormtroopers lining up shots. Noting the only way he's getting out of here is likely to fight his way out, he decides to get the first strike. Throwing the opponent's helmet off of him, Mick throws a punch. The other Stormtroopers prepare to fire.
This is gonna suck.
Then, gunshots are heard. Two blaster bolts hit Mick's right arm, causing him to curse under his breath and drop the empty rifle he was carrying. Raising his fists, he prepares to fight...
***
"How do you think Mick's doing so far?" Cassie asks, lounging back.
"Well, he forgot to supply LaRoque with a counterfeit ID, meaning he couldn't infiltrate the security room and was promptly thrown out at the front door..." Grant says. "He never summoned a usable weapon, and he was likely stopped at the door."
"Why?"
"I forgot to tell him there was a scanner." the young Rebel admits. "...He's probably dead."
"Why is it our first recruit in half a year had to die?" the girl continues, facepalming.
"He'll be back...You do remember that he's a Prime, correct?" Jon asks.
"...Yes, I remember that he's a Prime."
Snart enters the room, sitting down at the chair next to Cassie.
"Snart...What took you so long?" Grant asks.
"I had some business to take care of." the Rogue states. "Why are you guys sitting around down here?"
"Hoping Mick reports back today." Mallis responds.
"If not, he's probably dead, but he'll be back either way." Jon states.
"Let's hope." Leonard says. He leans back, and the Rebels continue waiting for a call of some sort from Mick...