Coruscant. The skid mark planet of the galaxy. Day one after Trench's transfer to the Core at the behest of one of his oldest friends. He was just out cruising the lower levels in his battle egg, trying to get a feel for the new area when all of a sudden all hell broke loose. He could see the buildings shake as he heard what sounded like a crash. East. He had to go east. He cursed to himself as he cranked hard on the controls, the all-black egg whipping down a side alley as he ignited the sirens.
He could hear more sirens up ahead and with it, he could see blaster fire. From gangs. "Ah kriff, here we go Trench. Now it's poppin' off and you go no time to get fully geared up. Oh well." He dipped the nose , cruising at street level, up ahead gangs were starting to open fire on first responders. He didn't issue a warning, he just opened up. Two medium blaster canons would begin to light up enemy combatants and as the egg whipped past, all that remained were a few boots and smoking husks. "Whooo! Gah, I luh you, Battle Egg! I thought this was some corny ish, but you puttin' in work."
The radios were going wild and from what he could tell, some joker crashed a ship, onto another ship, onto a building? Coruscant was wild. Some of his fellows were already engaging, but he caught wind of the firefight at the street left. CSF were pinned down and out-gunned. He grabbed his radio "CSF, this is Trench. I'm enroute to the crash site, over." He pushed down on the accelerator, that's when he saw movement. A goon with a... rocket launcher? he whipped around the criminal, and activated his tractor beam, pulling the poor bastard with him. "Oooh.. you done messed up." The man would scream as he got yanked backwards and Trench would give him quite the experience.
Battle Egg would cruise over what appeared to be several crashed speeders, one of them a police cruiser. And down below, looked like some metal woman was helping a Togorian. Up ahead, more CSF were pinned down and Trench would guide his ride into a drift, colliding with four criminals. The one he had been dragging would splat on one of the downed speeders. If any he hit got up, it wasn't for long. Trench popped the hatch and leapt out, wearing only his bracers and boots from his armor. "Get some!" He pulled his twin pieces 26th and Cali, and just began unloading on the gangsters. It wouldn't take long for most of the enemies to die or flee and Trench would holster his weapons. The area was littered with crashed speeders, dead, and debris.
WIth a look up, he'd see the crash itself and the state that the building was in. "Ah kriff.. Hey! Call for more backup!" he'd call out to the members of CSF before heading for the main door. People were already exiting the building so he weaved his way through the crowd before making his way to the turbo lift. The light was red. "Outta order? Kriff! Out the way!" he yelled as he headed for the stairwell. "How many need to get evac'd?" he'd ask one of the guards.
"At least half the building, we're doing what we can!" he shouted back.
"Damn.. Bast.. What'chu drag me into, girl.." he mused as he began to ascend the steps.
He could hear more sirens up ahead and with it, he could see blaster fire. From gangs. "Ah kriff, here we go Trench. Now it's poppin' off and you go no time to get fully geared up. Oh well." He dipped the nose , cruising at street level, up ahead gangs were starting to open fire on first responders. He didn't issue a warning, he just opened up. Two medium blaster canons would begin to light up enemy combatants and as the egg whipped past, all that remained were a few boots and smoking husks. "Whooo! Gah, I luh you, Battle Egg! I thought this was some corny ish, but you puttin' in work."
The radios were going wild and from what he could tell, some joker crashed a ship, onto another ship, onto a building? Coruscant was wild. Some of his fellows were already engaging, but he caught wind of the firefight at the street left. CSF were pinned down and out-gunned. He grabbed his radio "CSF, this is Trench. I'm enroute to the crash site, over." He pushed down on the accelerator, that's when he saw movement. A goon with a... rocket launcher? he whipped around the criminal, and activated his tractor beam, pulling the poor bastard with him. "Oooh.. you done messed up." The man would scream as he got yanked backwards and Trench would give him quite the experience.
Battle Egg would cruise over what appeared to be several crashed speeders, one of them a police cruiser. And down below, looked like some metal woman was helping a Togorian. Up ahead, more CSF were pinned down and Trench would guide his ride into a drift, colliding with four criminals. The one he had been dragging would splat on one of the downed speeders. If any he hit got up, it wasn't for long. Trench popped the hatch and leapt out, wearing only his bracers and boots from his armor. "Get some!" He pulled his twin pieces 26th and Cali, and just began unloading on the gangsters. It wouldn't take long for most of the enemies to die or flee and Trench would holster his weapons. The area was littered with crashed speeders, dead, and debris.
WIth a look up, he'd see the crash itself and the state that the building was in. "Ah kriff.. Hey! Call for more backup!" he'd call out to the members of CSF before heading for the main door. People were already exiting the building so he weaved his way through the crowd before making his way to the turbo lift. The light was red. "Outta order? Kriff! Out the way!" he yelled as he headed for the stairwell. "How many need to get evac'd?" he'd ask one of the guards.
"At least half the building, we're doing what we can!" he shouted back.
"Damn.. Bast.. What'chu drag me into, girl.." he mused as he began to ascend the steps.