Not much was known about him other then he enjoyed to keep his distance from others. It might be because his brother had defected to the Council. But he never really cared to explain it either. He was a Capitaine in the Gallic Royal Police, working the space side of things.
He stepped into the cafe and quickly glanced around, a small smile landed on his lips as he witnessed some drunk Officer getting coffee poured on his very head. He continued to proceed inside the cafe, stepping past the drunk man and taking a seat at a very distant table. Pulling out a data pad and turning it on.