the morning breeze

As the various Senators, Delegates, Representatives, and Big Wigs started waking up on Coruscant to find the news of the events on Geonosis being streamed in high definition full-colour Holo-recordings, a certain Gungan was enjoying his restful sleep. While the Senate and the 500 Republica block, in particular, was making its impression of an upturned beehive our Gungan friend started his morning routine. While everyone was running around like a chicken with their heads cut off Jar Jar exited the door to his balcony to bask in the morning rays, and with a cheerful voice proclaimed to the expansive wide-open view, arms held high.

"Good mornings Coruscant." At which point his day stopped being cheerful as his body slumped to the ground minus its head.

Aurra Sing gave a slow smile as she viewed the Gungan drop though her scope, no one was getting up after a shot like that. Pressing a button on the expensive piece of optical equipment to save the last minute for bounty verification she started the slow smooth motions of packing up her equipment. As she did so she noticed in the distance a flicker of motion, as a figure wearing a hat with a brim wide enough to serve as an umbrella turned away from a prime vantage point. In her mind Sing gave a chuckle and thought to herself. Sorry bane, but the early hunter gets the mark, maybe next time.

With the quick packing completed the female bounty hunter slipped on the backpack carrying bag for her sniper weapon and calmly walked away, knowing that any fast movements would draw the attention of security or distinctive clothing like a particularly large hat. She shook her head, she preferred the simple effective methods instead of flaunting her identity around, sure it made her less notorious and able to leverage higher bounty pay. But she was a professional, and to a professional in her line, anonymity on a job was worth its weight in any large pile of credits.