The Republic Ambassador was surrounded by a small group of Republic Troopers, well equipped for a dangerous job such as this one.  Hanging behind them was the starfighter squadron.  They blended in fairly okay, though if someone honestly paid a lot of attention to detail, they could tell it was just another squad of Republic soldiers.  They continued on, almost arriving to their destination.  At that moment, the Ambassador stopped to rest, sitting down on a nearby bench on a main street.  "[i]Sorry[b]Sorry everyone, but I need to take a rest.  It's not often that I get to walk around in such a...beautiful....place like this.[/b][/i]"  A smile formed on his fat, rosy cheeks.  Kelim'tel leaned up against a wall, crossing his arms as he looked over at the Ambassador, watching the troopers surrounding him.  "[b][i][color=00a651]All those guards are kind of...I don't know...a bulls eye?[/color][/i][/b]"  He commented, watching them.

He felt a bit disturbed at that moment, like he felt something...or someone approaching them.  He crossed his arms, sighing out.  If anyone else in the area was strong in the Force, they might have felt this, of course.  Kelim'tel just stood there, watching over the Ambassador from the distance...but he had no idea what was about to happen next.  Nobody did.  Not even the Sergeant.