09-24-2016, 10:35 PM
Heat Gun in his pocket and the map in his hands, the arsonist walks. Behind him, the Rebel squadron he had been assigned to lead, armed with guns of some variety created in the factory before the attack. The trip down to the lowest tier was dull, but now they're close to the alleyway. Just a few more feet away.
"...Are you SURE you heard the Stormtroopers correctly?" Wendy asks, whilst looking down at her weapon.
"Even if I didn't, it's worth a try," Mick responds. For a minute, he hesitates, thinking about the decision he's made. But he keeps going. For revenge, and freedom coming with it. The Rebels could have gotten him killed. Isn't it justified that they're put in the situation he was in, yesterday? Isn't it justified that they get what they deserve?
"The alleyway is just ahead," the ex-Rebel says. "If the cargo drop isn't there yet, it probably will be. We might have even gotten here a bit early."
"But what if we're too late? What if-" The anti-Imperial is silenced by a blaster shot. A Stormtrooper steps out of the alleyway, followed by 3 more.
"...We are too late," Wey states.
"No, not really..."
The pyromaniac reaches into his pocket, pulling out his signature weapon and pointing it in the Rebel demolitionist's direction.
"I'd say we're right on time."
"Mick...You cheating nerf-herder!" the Rebel demolitionist shouts, aiming her own gun at him. The others aim amongst the Stormtroopers, but are quickly shot down. While the traitor was expecting blood to form, the heated blaster bolts prevented it.
"Should have thought about it...Before you tried to get me killed," Mick responds, making his anger apparent. "You should have known that station had scanners...But no, you and your 'brave' leader just 'forgot' about it." He forms air-quotes around 'brave' and 'forgot.'
"You think we tried to get you killed? It was a simple mistake!" Wey says.
"...Sorry to say, but I don't really believe you."
With that, the arsonist opens fire. Wendy ducks the assault, before being shot in the leg by one of the white-armored men. Mick takes the finishing blow, approaching her prone body and stomping his boot down on her head, crushing her skull.
"...These aren't the only Rebels. I couldn't get the rest to come with, but I can help you track down the rest."
One of the troopers nod.
"Of course, Mr. Rory..." the soldier says. "Let's head back to the station, I'd rather not spend another minute down here."
The group then leaves, ready to return to the higher tiers.
"...Are you SURE you heard the Stormtroopers correctly?" Wendy asks, whilst looking down at her weapon.
"Even if I didn't, it's worth a try," Mick responds. For a minute, he hesitates, thinking about the decision he's made. But he keeps going. For revenge, and freedom coming with it. The Rebels could have gotten him killed. Isn't it justified that they're put in the situation he was in, yesterday? Isn't it justified that they get what they deserve?
"The alleyway is just ahead," the ex-Rebel says. "If the cargo drop isn't there yet, it probably will be. We might have even gotten here a bit early."
"But what if we're too late? What if-" The anti-Imperial is silenced by a blaster shot. A Stormtrooper steps out of the alleyway, followed by 3 more.
"...We are too late," Wey states.
"No, not really..."
The pyromaniac reaches into his pocket, pulling out his signature weapon and pointing it in the Rebel demolitionist's direction.
"I'd say we're right on time."
"Mick...You cheating nerf-herder!" the Rebel demolitionist shouts, aiming her own gun at him. The others aim amongst the Stormtroopers, but are quickly shot down. While the traitor was expecting blood to form, the heated blaster bolts prevented it.
"Should have thought about it...Before you tried to get me killed," Mick responds, making his anger apparent. "You should have known that station had scanners...But no, you and your 'brave' leader just 'forgot' about it." He forms air-quotes around 'brave' and 'forgot.'
"You think we tried to get you killed? It was a simple mistake!" Wey says.
"...Sorry to say, but I don't really believe you."
With that, the arsonist opens fire. Wendy ducks the assault, before being shot in the leg by one of the white-armored men. Mick takes the finishing blow, approaching her prone body and stomping his boot down on her head, crushing her skull.
"...These aren't the only Rebels. I couldn't get the rest to come with, but I can help you track down the rest."
One of the troopers nod.
"Of course, Mr. Rory..." the soldier says. "Let's head back to the station, I'd rather not spend another minute down here."
The group then leaves, ready to return to the higher tiers.