Cel would take in the bright day as she looked around and heard the scream of engines above as more ships raced through the sky. She looked at the two tuskens that Rask pointed out, a tilted head as she watched them. What in the world could tuskens be doing on mandalore? They are far from their home of Tattooine.
Cel would grab her book out of habit and hold it in her hand as if it were her shield to the rest of the world. She began reading from it again for just a moment until she heard Rask speak to her. "Well, I'll do my best to help you find him. Also, remember trouble doesn't find me, I just watch as t-" she was cut off as a crash, a blaster, from behind her, it was enough to make her jump and scream as she jumped behind the Marshal as she grabbed onto his arms. You knew fighting was going on, why would you have stuck here in this place?! That's ridiculous, sloppy, and dumb, imperfect and needs work.
She turned around to look at the imperial talking to them once her brain caught up with analyzing the danger of herself. And you screamed, how pathetic. she thought to herself. Cel finally chimed into the conversation going on her eyes moving to the Imperial sticking his hand out. Her eyes moved up and down as she analyzed him. Less than 5% chance of hostility, I should be okay. She placed her hand into his and shook it gently. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Vice Admiral. The name is Cel. I work with the Department of Transportation, I am sure I can help you. I've already memorized all but 33% of the streets in all of Mandalore and their crossing sections, and 98% of all streets and crossing sections here on Keldabe. So I'm sure wherever you want to go I can assist with." She released his hand as she took a step back to stand next to Rask, You really do come in handy Marshal, it is much easier for me to remain calm when I have someone so tall next to me, gives me a solid amount of time to analyze and determine before I have to act. At least they usually react and interact with him first, he is the more imposing person. Maybe... he's worth keeping around a bit. He was decently quick on the draw, given the frustration on his face shows he was not happy with himself. Refocus Cel! This imperial wants your help, this is a perfect chance. She would stand there giving an innocent smile as she held her book in her hand and slowly put it away as to try and show that she was focused on the conversation at hand.
Cel would grab her book out of habit and hold it in her hand as if it were her shield to the rest of the world. She began reading from it again for just a moment until she heard Rask speak to her. "Well, I'll do my best to help you find him. Also, remember trouble doesn't find me, I just watch as t-" she was cut off as a crash, a blaster, from behind her, it was enough to make her jump and scream as she jumped behind the Marshal as she grabbed onto his arms. You knew fighting was going on, why would you have stuck here in this place?! That's ridiculous, sloppy, and dumb, imperfect and needs work.
She turned around to look at the imperial talking to them once her brain caught up with analyzing the danger of herself. And you screamed, how pathetic. she thought to herself. Cel finally chimed into the conversation going on her eyes moving to the Imperial sticking his hand out. Her eyes moved up and down as she analyzed him. Less than 5% chance of hostility, I should be okay. She placed her hand into his and shook it gently. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Vice Admiral. The name is Cel. I work with the Department of Transportation, I am sure I can help you. I've already memorized all but 33% of the streets in all of Mandalore and their crossing sections, and 98% of all streets and crossing sections here on Keldabe. So I'm sure wherever you want to go I can assist with." She released his hand as she took a step back to stand next to Rask, You really do come in handy Marshal, it is much easier for me to remain calm when I have someone so tall next to me, gives me a solid amount of time to analyze and determine before I have to act. At least they usually react and interact with him first, he is the more imposing person. Maybe... he's worth keeping around a bit. He was decently quick on the draw, given the frustration on his face shows he was not happy with himself. Refocus Cel! This imperial wants your help, this is a perfect chance. She would stand there giving an innocent smile as she held her book in her hand and slowly put it away as to try and show that she was focused on the conversation at hand.