Plans going awry

With the bounty hunter distracted by driving, Jar Jar was able to direct the conversation better than the last time he talked to the large hatted hunter, with the information he was able to gather he was able to piece together a more complete picture of what was going on. The sheer price on his head meant that if he just went out on his own he would be virtually guaranteed to be targeted by every assassin, bounty hunter, mook, tough, and two-bit thug on the planet. With this new information in hand he knew that he would have to travel with someone and their security... but who would have a tough enough guard... well who better than the Chancellor himself, but to get close and under that protection, he would need an excuse. Well, he could always try the trick of hiding behind the Trandoshan, but then double back into the senate apartment building, with this decision he bid farewell to Mr. bane and opened the cab door and jumped.

Binks awoke again, his body feeling phantom soreness from all the resets, and went about putting his plan into motion. Morning routine, check, though the door before the fake room service, check, out the building, check, alleyway and wait, check, follow, check, turn and wait for the stun blasts, check. This was where things changed from his previous attempts, as he followed the hulking Trandoshan to shield him from the two figures firing into the crowd, then once the Trandoshan got into fisticuffs with the two, he would run back into the building and then he would have the chance to attach himself to actual security.

Aurra Sing watches through her scope the chaos and confusion that the Gungan had caused and almost froze when he tried to go back into the building, knowing that she was losing her chance she took the shot she had and smiled as the amphibian went down with a leg blown off. Then she frowned as the three fighters turned to the Gungan and jumped at him, dog piling the spindly looking creature under a wave of muscle and fists. With a sigh she knew she would not be getting the bounty this time, so she started packing up and bugging out, chastising herself for taking a shot she knew was not a guaranteed kill.