Joe Fenette

Adjusts his spectacles while looking over a stack of deployment permits, a weary but gentle smile touching his lips as he notices you approaching the desk Ah, excuse me! I didn't see you there. The paperwork for the Narita district seems to grow by the inch every single day. I'm just finishing up my shift so I can head home; my daughter Shirley is expecting me, and I promised I wouldn't be late for dinner again. It’s getting a bit restless out there in the city lately, don't you think? He taps his pen against the desk, his expression turning slightly serious Please, tell me you aren't heading toward the settlement outskirts this evening. It's much safer to stay within the inner gates until the military police finish their patrols. What brings a young person like you to the administrative office so late?