[center] [color=Cyan] [h1] Cel O` Royal [/h1] [/color] [/center]

Keldabe City, Mandalore
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Cel had been sitting awhile, reading away at her book and taking time to contemplate things when she looked up as the loud music began to rise and even bellow over the ships racing above. [color=cyan] "By all that is good in this world, I can't tell you how much I am annoyed by the Mandalorian way of doing things constantly, but... they know how to throw one hell of a party." [/color] She'd stand up and close her book and put it in her bag before she started to walk away. Then she'd hear a familiar voice.

"Cel! Cel! Thank goodness you are here." 

Cel turned around to see a female Twi`lek who came running up with a clipboard in hand. "Cel, we need your help, your supervisor has disappeared and we need you to check out the numbers and possibilities of the party before it gets out of control!" the Twi`lek yelled trying to get louder than the music.

Her name was Cesal, she was a brown Twi`lek and was relatively new to the bureaucratic system. [color=cyan] "Listen, Cesal... I am technically off to-" [/color]

"Cel, none of us are ever truly off, now if you don't look at these then who knows what will happen or who will be upset, or who is gonna wind up without a seat!" 

[color=Cyan] "Cesal... if someone winds up without a seat, just get them one." [/color] Cel would say a slight bit annoyed by the fact that she was interrupted. But the way Cesal was looking at her made her realize she was Cesal's only hope in this case. 

Cel sighed as she took the clipboard. "Thank you so much Cel, I appreciate it and owe you one!" 

Cel scanned over the page her brain doing hundreds of calculations in her head, only to be consistently interrupted by the music and people shouting. Cel rolled her eyes as she kept looking over the different numbers. [color=Cyan] "Your food numbers are insanely low for the main city, you are going to need to do an emergency transport of food from the outer cities or colonies. At this rate you'll run out of food before the party is even over. You didn't think about all the extra diplomats and imperials did you?" [/color]

"I'm so sorry, I figured not many imperials would want to come to something on Mandalore, I just figured it'd be a few random diplomats."

[color=cyan] "It's fine, Shuror always keeps a small supply of food on hand that should be enough for the transport ships to come and bring you more. You will just have to pay them extra to be able to take it off of their hands." [/color] Cel grabbed a pen from her bag and began signing different files. [color=Cyan] "You'll need to expedite this so you'll want to run form 67-J2 and 34-FT otherwise you'll get bogged down.... or just send someone to go get it, this is Mandalore, and most people just get to do whatever they want, also with this big of a celebration, no one is gonna turn you down in your time of need.... or they do and then you just get a Mandalorian to accompany you." [/color]

"Man, how could you do that without a computer or cybernetic enhancements? You're like a human calculator! No... a human computer!" There was a tad bit of jealousy in her voice as she spoke as well but Cel didn't seem to notice.

Cel would blush as she handed the clipboard back. [color=cyan] "Not quite, more just like an eidetic memory but the math comes easy you just have to-" [/color] Once again Cel was interrupted.

"Yeah, thanks Cel! I appreciate you signing off on it as well! Bye!" The Twi`lek yelled as she walked away. At that moment the music had a slight rest note and Cel could hear her say under her breath. "If only that bitch wasn't a supervisor." 

Cel frowned as she spoke softly to herself. [color=Cyan] "Noted" [/color] Cel turned away and began walking to the center of the city again, this time in hopes of finding something to do. She chuckled to herself as she continued to walk away from the tower. [color=cyan] "While this city seems like it's chaotic, at least it's always safe." [/color] She looked up trying to spot a member of the Death Watch... anywhere that they could be. She shrugged and began to sing quietly to herself as she put some headphones in her ears to try and drown out the music [color=cyan] "I bring a light so bright to illuminate the world" [/color] she sang quietly to herself as she continued her stroll.