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Bait
Location: Coruscant Underworld

Bait got a clearer look at the sniper after it zip lined down to her targets. He couldn't make out exactly what the race was, but it appeared to be female. She seemed to be negotiating. With no audio he couldn't quite tell. He ensured good footage of her was stored for later evaluation. Interrogating one of them would be ideal. He decided on a plan. He would go after whoever survived the encounter in his speeder once they parted ways. Only one of them would be needed to acquire information. He walked back to his air speeder and hit the ignition. He maneuvered the vehicle so that he still had an eye them, while remaining as inconspicuous as he could in a bright yellow speeder.
 
Grant B. Smegmer
Location: Coruscant Underworld

Grant watched the bright yellow speeder maneuver left, right, and so on from the top of his Tripod. Ducking down into the tripod's hull Grant asked "Gunner can we hit the speeder with our Heat Ray??" The gunner looked away from his targeting sights "No Grant. We need to get closer in order to have a slight chance of hitting it." Grant hung his head momentarily and muttered "Dammit." He spoke louder "How close do we need to get?" The gunner never blinked and said "VERY close." Grant ordered "Driver! Plot a course for the tripod to intercept the speeder!!" The driver responded with "Yes Grant." Grant, looking satisfied continued "I will go in on foot and attempt to scout out anything that might be an interference. That's all. Move out!!" Grant went over to the weapon rack, opened it with a key and retrieved his T-21B blaster rifle and his antique battle scarred double layered plastoid armor set, which he had painted a dark green. Downing his armor and Blaster rifle Grant dropped out of the bottom of the tripod into a tree and proceeded to shimmy down to the ground. Grant put on his helmet and tactically primed then lowered his T-21B and ran off in the direction of the yellow speeder bike.

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