[center] [h1][Color=Cyan] Cel O' Royal [/color][/h1][/center]
[i][b]Keldabe, Mandalore [/b][/i]
Cel walked graciously down the road while eating a piece of Uj'alayi in one of her hands, while in the other she held a book written in Omwatese. If anyone was able to read it themselves, they'd see that it was titled [i]' Physics and Black Holes: How can hyperdrives help us understand black holes. A response to "Hyperdrives and Blackholes" ' [/i] She would easily move back and forth dodging different beings of different sizes without even looking up. She seemed to be totally entranced until she heard the screaming of the starfighters above her. That was enough to sort of startle her and look up for a moment before she took a deep breath and a huff before she started walking.

 She would sort of grumble slightly to herself about 'improper use of flying lanes, and how this place is going to make her drink herself to death with the lack of bureaucracy' She had to be here now as it was the best place for a job in the area that she could get. She worked herself out of a job in Eshan, then Coruscant had too many... bad memories, and then of course Chandrilla had a different set of issues. Which was new to her, she never had another diplomat be such a hassle to deal with. [i]For people who are supposed to be pacifists, they really could play hardball when it comes to the bureaucratic side of things.[/i] She seemingly dodged a Mandalorian who she could feel his gaze upon her as she spun around him. She ignored it though, there was no point in opening dialogue with anyone at the moment. It would waste her time. Besides, the book she was reading was very interesting.

"Happy Founding day!" A human man said as Cel approached him on the side street. She simply smiled at him and kept walking. "Hey!" The man said as he started to walk next to her, "Do you want to grab a drink?" he asked. 

[color=cyan] "No thank you, I'm not interested. [/color] She would say looking up from her book to give him another smile. 

"Oh come now, maybe just a quick bite or drink everyone's partying and your reading a book." 

[Color=Cyan] "That would be a correct observation." [/color] Cel would say as she finally finished her Uj'alayi. She smiled as she now had a second hand free to read her book. 

"Look, you just finished your Uj'alayi, let me get you another at least."

Cel stopped obviously annoyed at this man by this point. She could feel the blood rushing to her ears, and her hands. She could hear her heart beating in her ears as well. Her eyes darted up and down the man's body for just a moment. Before sighing. [Color=Cyan] "Fine...[/color]

"Awesome! Come this way I know exactly the place! It's a vendor not far from here!" 

[color=cyan] "Yes, of course. Now I just need to make sure you aren't a criminal of course. Do you have form 58J-2 and form CV-29 to prove that you got here appropriately and have nothing from off-planet that got held up in customs or got through customs? Of course, you'll also need form 38-21X which will tell me that you aren't using this as a work expense, so I know you are actually taking time to spend with me."[/color] She'd give him an innocent smile as she kept a thumb in her book as she closed it and gently put her hands behind her back. Her smile was wide and closed, her eyes lifted up as she smiled as well and closed for a moment before they reopened showing her blue eyes. 

"Uh...Uh... I think I forgot something and need to go." the man said before walking away.

[color=cyan] "Heh, fool, all those forms are so out of date that they probably nearly pre-date space travel."[/color] she'd say to herself before beginning to read and walk again. She finally got to the place that was suggested to her by a Gammorian. She raised her eyebrows as she thought about her encounter with the Gammorian, [color=cyan] "I'm surprised they allowed Gammorians here, though. I guess they allow the Corellians too... so that's kind of one in the same." [/color] She would laugh at her poor taste in jokes and the horrible joke that it was. 

Upon entering L4's place, she would confidently make her way to the back of the circular bar, ignoring any stares. The place smelled horribly, it was dirty and caused her to wrinkle her brow for a moment after entering.

"What can I get for you." A droid asked her as she looked up and gave another smile. 

[color=cyan] "Yeah, can I get Cheedoan whiskey?" [/color] She'd ask kindly as a glass was put in front of her with ice cubes as the droid poured a whiskey into it. She sort of looked at the glass and the countertop before taking out a cloth and wiping down the glass before sipping it down.

 It didn't take long for another person of note to walk in, a human. Scruffy, approximately in his 40's but very tall. In fact well over a foot taller than herself. Cel would simply shrug and continue to read before she brought out a notepad from her satchel and began to write notes from her book.

A few minutes later she heard blaster fire as her eyes widened and she looked up for a moment, the tall man and the bartender had just shot at one another, and the human had drawn faster. Her eyes examined the room taking into detail each and every face, as she determined if they'd stick around and be a threat or if this was a one-time thing. Of course in Mandalore shootings happened all the time. But it still paid to make sure you knew who seemed excited versus who was outright terrified. She watched carefully watching each person's movements and determining what they may or may not do next. 

It took a moment but it appeared most of the crowd had left after the. It was then Cel realized, [color=cyan] "Oh there was music, I couldn't even tell." [/color] She'd chuckle to herself before going back to her book.

She assumed that the tall man did not mean to harm anyone else from his demeanor and discussion with the clone. It only took a moment for her to go back to reading and writing again before pulling out a form and started to write furiously in it. 

She moved her empty glass forward again showing that she wanted more to drink. She sighed as she finished the form, in case anyone had questions she would have the correct form to hand them. She went back to reading again as a man sat next to her. 

"So... Tell me, pretty, what are you reading? What got you writing so-"

[color=cyan] "I am not interested, I'm here to drink because of the lack of control in this world, and you smell... Sorry, I don't like dirty things."[/color] she paused as she looked at the place and seemed slightly disgusted by it but shook her head. [i]It's nothing you can control, know the things you can and can't control, don't panic, this isn't a place for you to be upset about cleanliness. Not in a random bar you've never been to.[/i] [color=cyan] "I'm sorry, that was very rude of me." [/color] She said sounding very sincere

"Oh that's alright sweetie I know you're only jumpy because you aren't sure of being in such a mean place like this." He would put his hand on her back as she seemed to twitch at the touch. 

"Just know that I can keep you company and protected." The man would say as his hand slowly started to move down. 

Cel would cough before taking a deep breath. [Color=cyan] "I am inclined towards maintaining a cordial and compassionate demeanor, and hence, it would be quite favorable if I am not compelled to fill yet another form. Therefore, I propose a proposition. You may occupy a seat at a fair distance from me, while I proceed to carry out my activities. Additionally, I shall even extend a friendly gesture of farewell to you when it is time to depart. However, I must emphasize that I do not require any form of security, company, or assistance. It is of utmost importance to me that you maintain a considerable distance from me." [/color] She would say calmly as she moved his hand away. [color=cyan] "I understand that you may be too inebriated to understand me, so I'll say it like this. Leave me alone. Or I'll scream." [/color]

The man looked around realizing that a couple of the other patrons had noticed that something was going on. He would cough and slowly stand up and walk away from her as she turned back around to see if there was anything poured into her glass before going back to her book still ignoring the stares of others and the regulars.