"We interrupt this program for a special news report, we have just been informed that Representative Nefi Scintel was nearly assassinated on Coruscant, the details that have just been released to us show that a sniper missed by mere feet while she was in the Senate gardens. This footage you are about to see was taken on a nearby security camera."

The Footage shows Nefi sitting in the garden reading, she suddenly ducks half a second before a blaster bolt rips through the air a foot above her, she kicks off the ground, flips, and lands in a roll before bolting out of the location.

"Thankfully follow-up shots were prevented thanks to the rapid response of RRR B1-M Droids acting as security, who were fortunately already in the building being used as a Sniper's perch doing a security sweep."

The screen shifts to head-camera footage of a pair of B1-M droids walking down the hall of an under-construction residential apartment building, the POV is from the second one while the first looks at a tablet. "I'm telling you, it was in one of these, looked like something pointing towards the senate and..." The lead droid halts and motions to his comrade. "SHOTS FIRED! MOVE!" She shouts, throwing open the door of a nearby apartment and rushing in, followed by the point-of-view droid. A Twi'lek standing by a window with a Sniper Rifle turns to face them and tries to pull out a pistol but is hit by a stun round before he can clear his holster."This is Unit Tex 23828881, we have a sniper in custody, requesting back up to the construction site on 543 Skywalker Street!" She says into her comms as she grabs the Twi'lek and drags him away from the rifle. "Log it."

The Second droid nods. "Roger Roger, this is Unit 01011331123, Twi'lek in Custody, time." The Droid glances at an alarm clock sitting next to the window. "09:28 CST," He states before looking down at a bag on the floor and reaching in. "We've got a manifesto with the DSA logo on it, and a message, that's confirmation."

The Camera shifts to Nefi in her office, the window is shaded and security personnel are moving about, "I don't know why they would target ME! I was the one who suggested after we rescued the hostages that we give them a chance to address their grievances! Oh, Varriss is going to be pissed! And Auntie, oh I better call her!"

The Camera shifts back to the FNM Anchor.

"More information as we follow this story."

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9:08 CST

Gholam Shakuri was not the most devoted member of the conspiracy, but he was one of the best shots, which was why he had been given a low-risk operation with an easy escape. The door to the apartment swung open, it was the first time he had ever seen the room in person, it had however been furnished to specification, except, there was an alarm clock sitting by the window. Odd, but the rifle was there and the tripod was already set up as expected, so he sat down his bag and mounted the rifle on the tripod, taking the time to make sure everything was set up correctly.

"Let's get this show on the road." He muttered, scrolling through his target list, he only had to hit one, whichever one showed themselves first, "What the hell?" The secure connection to Jelucan for the live stream was stuck loading and not connecting. "That's weird." He muttered louder before looking at the clock. "The clock is off too, must be some signal interference from the building." He continued, checking his holo pad against the clock. "Ten minutes off, I'm sure that'll totally change who I'm looking at." He said sarcastically looking down the scope at the Senate Gardens and calibrating the rangefinder

"SHOTS FIRED! MOVE!" A voice shouted outside the apartment and Gholam turned in shock to see a pair of B1-Ms rushing into the room, his hand just making it to his pistol before a stunner hit him and he fell to the ground, "This is Unit Tex 23828881, we have a sniper in custody, requesting back up to the construction site on 543 Skywalker street." The lead droid says, roughly dragging him away from the rifle and throwing a pair of binders on his hands,

"Roger Roger, this is Unit 01011331123, Twi'lek in Custody, time." The Second droid says looking at the clock "09:28 CST, we've got a manifesto with the DSA logo on it...." He continues, reaching into Gholam's bag and pulling out a pamphlet that hadn't been in his bag. "....and a message, that's confirmation."

The first droid waves her hand and the second droid taps the side of his head. "Good take?"

"Better be, It's the only one we get." The first replies, forcing open Gholam's stunned jaw and reaching into it.

Gholam screams in pain as the metallic fingers clamp down on his left back molar and tear it out.

"Oh wait, that's just a normal tooth."

"Maybe it's the one next to it."

"Roger Roger." Gholam wails louder as another tooth is pulled out. "Shut up, no one can hear you, and Nope." The First droid announces holding up a normal tooth. "I don't think he's got any death teeth."

"You better stop." The second droid points. "He's really leaking."

"Let me try the other side."

"MUHF I DON'AAHHHHHHH" There's a sickening sound as the first droid pulls out the two molars on the other side.

"I guess not." The first one shrugs. "You were right. How long do we have?"

The Second droid walks over to the rifle, "A couple minutes."

"H, h, how.....?"

"Oh we've been monitoring your comms, unfortunately, we only got some of the assassination orders, but, some is better than none."

"We can't let you take a shot at Nefi, you might actually hit her." The Second droid says, setting the alarm clock by the window to the actual time. "Wow, this is a really nice view, hey! I see Nefi!"

"Remember, aim for the railing below her, we want the shot to go low."

"Roger Roger, I got it!"

"9:27, ready." The first one orders. "9:28"

The Second Droid pulls the trigger, "Oops."

"OOOPS?" The First droid asks, running over,

"Don't worry, I still missed, I just went high."

"Idiot!" The First droid states, smacking the second over the head. "This is Tex to Command, send the reinforcements."

"The shot was like, twenty Km at least!"

Gholam saw his opportunity and started to crawl towards the door if he could just make it to the....

A heavy metal foot abruptly stamps down on one of his Lekku. "Where are you going skug?" The first Droid asks in a toying voice. "I think we have a flight risk, say goodbye to your knees!"