no brakes, only broke

At Palpatine Manor the cloaked figure felt that same odd sensation again after putting things into motion, what was it about this frustrating city of amphibians that was making this so difficult? A glass cracked in the figures grip, and with a sigh put into the waste bin, he had to be calm and collected, surely a simple plan would work right?

This time after being released Jar Jar got into position and waited by one of the cities permeable shields that kept the water outside of the city, but allowed swimmers to come in or go out as they pleased. Jar Jar saw the Bongo start to go out of control and dived into the water and swam as fast as he could. Under water and with a mission to do his clumsiness seemed to fade away as he pushed his muscles to their limit. Jar Jar reached the Bongo and using his familiarity with the craft grabbed a hold as it sped past. With one arm holding on with a bit of strain he used the hand to open a service panel and start tearing bits out in a frantic race between the crafts malfunctions and Jar Jars ability to make things stop working.

Inside of the Bongo Boss Nass was having a bad day, first was a meeting with a group of pushy surface dwellers, then his Bongo had seemed to stall, but on trying to start it up again it seemed to go crazy and shoot towards one of the solid windows of the city. Nass saw a swimmer latch a hold of the ship, and try to do something. Nass watched the window get closer, at this speed it would crash into it and break it. He saw a Gungan walking along the window and turn, a Gungan he recognized, his niece Fassa, as the window rapidly approached he could only yell and bring up his arms in a futile gesture to try and protect himself.

Jar Jar heard a muffled yell and with a desperate surge of energy reached deep into the craft and pulled on something, levering his legs to give a little bit extra pull. With a pop the part came loose and the craft lost all power and started to drift, the Gungans inside staring as the craft still approached, seeming to barely slow down. Nass was almost out of breath, eyes closed when he heard and felt a soft thump. He stopped yelling and opened his eyes. There at eye level was his niece, mere feet away, the nose of the craft gently pressed against the window like a fish curious about what was on the other side. Nass took a breath and looked at the swimmer that saved him and his niece.

Jar Jar waved at Boss Nass when he saw the driver of the craft look at him, Binks smiling at managing to save the craft without dyeing this time.