The Resistance member froze,with deliberate slowness he put the panel he was holding back. Holding his hands up he slowly rose to his feet "Ah, about that im afraid I can't... ahem... stick around" he said with a worried grin before bolting down the crowded street. Dodging back in forth in an erratic pattern he prevented the Drone from taking a straight shot at him, he combined this with weaving through the crowds, obscuring the Drone's vision on him as well. As he was dashing wildly down the streets, turning this way and that, he was quietly counting down from 15 

"...12...11...10" 

Each number brought him closer to the zero he was told to count to after he had dropped off the package he was instructed to. Sure enough he had at least accomplished that before the drone had interrupted him, even know the brick sized object sat snugly in the bottom of the camera pole. As his count reached zero, he made one last effort to evade the drone by turning down an alleyway, the vehicle he had used to get to this point sat their. It was an old two seat car, built for speed, not for looks. He didn't;t care about style, especially now as his count crossed one and a large explosion was heard, the source of which was without a doubt the 'package' he was instructed to deliver.