Marissa nods once at his words, frowning a bit as her other hand moves up to her tresses to tug on them rather-selfconsciously.<br/><br/>"Remind me to never work here. Um.. help? Yes, yes you are. Well.. what in the world did the Fascist Party do in the past? Wikipedia had nothing much on you folks, literally. And what were those forms I signed? CPC? Loyalty? I'm only here for a couple months.. maybe."