Trychon jogged down the street, carefully and with his blade off again. He approached the bikes and kept his eyes open for the owners. He couldn't see any... but who knows...
As he approached, he saw one with a sidecar... that would be the perfect vehicle. He got on and got to work at getting it moving when a few figures approached.
Crap... come on!
As the engine flared to life, the figures seemed to take notice... and exception to his actions. They started to pull their blasters out as he began to move out. This bike wasn't that different than a few he'd ridden in the past. He circled around and pulled out his saber and ignited it.
He swooped by the bikes again and cut off the guidance systems on the front, disabling them... as he continued around, he felt the heat of shots going by his head. He headed straight at the men, weaving slightly to avoid being accurately targeted. He turned sharply as he came to the men. The bike skidded sideways into the first two men careening them backwards and sending their weapons flying. Trychon opened the engine up again and trust past the third man with his lightsaber extended. The man's body fell to the ground... twice.
As he pulled the bike up to the factory, and was about to urge Raezyr into the sidecar... he saw a fourth bike pull around from the back of the building the men had exited.
Crap again...
"GET IN!" He screamed to Raezyr.
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