Quick and the dead

Jar Jar awoke feeling well-rested, the memories of just waking up feeling like Deja Vu. With slightly wary movements he went through his morning routine, pausing only when his hand reached for the door to the balcony. Aurra Sing looked through her scope as her target seemed to pause, her thoughts trying to mentally push her target to open the expensive weapon resistant glass door so she had a good shot, as she was was not a Jedi this had no effect. As Jar Jar paused there was a knocking at the main door to his quarters, with a shrug, and a reason not to go outside the cheerfully walked to the door, unknowing that his actions had caused the sniper tracking his movements to start filling the air with a blue streak of language that could make a Hutt blush.

"Whosa is it?" Jar Jar walked to the door and asked though it.

"Room Service." A deep rumbling voice came through the door.

As Jar Jar was not only feeling peckish but a bit discombobulated from waking up twice this morning, he thought a bit of something to eat was just what the doctor ordered. The Gungan energetically opened the door with a cheerful greeting on his lips, however, this greeting died on his lips as a massive Trandoshan in a yellow flight suit jammed an active Vibro blade into his guts. As the Gungan fell to the floor the Trandoshan grinned and muttered something about how the Scorekeeper smiled on him. Aurra Sing gave a sigh as her target was taken out by a different bounty hunter, shaking her head unbelieving that such a crude simple tactic actually worked. With her target down and nothing else to do she packed up her gun, noticing a flicker of motion and an unbelievably oversized hat move from a different vantage point. She gave a laugh as she thought. Maybe next time Bane, I might have been early, but that Trandoshan was quicker off the draw.