The trooper who had pointed his blaster at Jon was completely blindsided by Guin as she dove into his knees. He let out a grunt as he was thrown to the floor, his blaster clattering down the hallway. He continued to struggle, but Guin had him quite pinned for the moment.
Jon focused on the trooper underneath him. He used his weight to hold the man down as he pulled one of the pairs of flex cuffs he had brought for this occasion. The man resisted, but Jon wrestled one arm back and then the other, cuffing his wrists.
He then turned to Guin's captive, the two of them able to subdue him as well. Jon took his helmet off, letting the troopers see who they had been apprehended by. It would also cause fewer questions if a passerby saw the Commander here instead of another nameless stormtrooper.
"Not too bad..." he smiled over at Guin. "A hell of hit..." he added as he hauled the one soldier off of the ground. "Move!" his tone became much more aggressive as he shoved his prisoner.
They would find an interrogation room to store their prisoners before reconvening on the other side of the two-way mirror. "Going to let them sweat for just a minute," he said, setting the helmet down on a table. "You're the ISB Agent here; you want to be the good cop or bad cop?" he asked. Their mission was serious, but Jon had to admit, it felt good to have some excitement after a long stretch of monotony.
@Xorism
Jon focused on the trooper underneath him. He used his weight to hold the man down as he pulled one of the pairs of flex cuffs he had brought for this occasion. The man resisted, but Jon wrestled one arm back and then the other, cuffing his wrists.
He then turned to Guin's captive, the two of them able to subdue him as well. Jon took his helmet off, letting the troopers see who they had been apprehended by. It would also cause fewer questions if a passerby saw the Commander here instead of another nameless stormtrooper.
"Not too bad..." he smiled over at Guin. "A hell of hit..." he added as he hauled the one soldier off of the ground. "Move!" his tone became much more aggressive as he shoved his prisoner.
They would find an interrogation room to store their prisoners before reconvening on the other side of the two-way mirror. "Going to let them sweat for just a minute," he said, setting the helmet down on a table. "You're the ISB Agent here; you want to be the good cop or bad cop?" he asked. Their mission was serious, but Jon had to admit, it felt good to have some excitement after a long stretch of monotony.
@Xorism