Down in flames

Binks felt slightly vindicated that his feeling of something up was right on the money, but he was also feeling a bit disheartened due to how bad it was. With the knowledge of a fight to come, he kept his fling stick on hand, as he knew that was one thing he knew could help deal with grenades, though for whatever other weapons they had he would have to play it by ear as things went. This time he did not fiddle, instead, he kept his eyes open for the fracas ahead, though to help measure the time he filled the silence with even more conversation, the Chancellor did not really respond, but Jar Jar continued talking anyways as that way he could help time things better.

Palpatine grimaced as the Gungan sitting next to him would just not shut up! As the ramblings continued his hands silently clenched the seat rests to help calm him down enough that he would not ruin his long plan of hiding in plain sight by unleashing his rage by zapping the amphibian with so much lightning that would turn the Gungan into instant jerky. As he fumed and tried to keep his control he was surprised when one of his security air cars blew up and a wave of beat-up looking vehicles swarmed the motorcade. All of a sudden the Gungan moved, using that weird stick thing he insisted on bringing along, and then a moment later the aircar was rocked with an explosion. Shocked, the Sith Lord took a moment to recognize the objects the Gungan was batting aside, only the timing of the buffeting explosions giving him a clue that the objects were grenades. It took him a moment before reaching out in the force to try and find out why the Dark Side did not warn him. His eyes widened as he felt that while the haze of the Dark Side still clouded the galaxy, right here next to the Gungan, the force was... muted, calm, like the flatness of a still pond. Still, shallow, and mirror flat. This caused him to wait too long, as the next object Jar Jar tried to deflect, was not a grenade, but a Molotov Cocktail.

The hooded figure grinned as the Chancellors air car burst into flames, such an end seemed even more fitting then he could have hoped for. He would have to make sure to get a copy of whatever news feeds to show his brothers, such footage would bring smiles to their faces.

As the cloaked figure left, he did not notice he was being followed by a figure keeping to the shadows, the only distinguishable feature being an overly large hat.