Hirasawa stood in the center of the lobby, turning slowly on the spot, taking in information. She had music playing faintly in her headphones, left over from her train journey there, though she wasn't paying it much attention and had no idea which song it had got to. The room was quite spacious, and could hold a large crowd if necessary, though it had an oppressive atmosphere, which she assumed was generated by the presence of no less than 8 armed guards. They were wearing black suits and sunglasses, and equipped with both a device that looked like a general military CAD and a traditional solid bullet pistol. No doubt there were kevlar vests under the suits. In addition, she could feel the antinite that was built into the concrete walls and pillars. It was suffocating and made her feel sick, as it did to all mages, on varying levels. Some were almost immune to this side effect, while some could faint just from being in the general vicinity of it. This put her in a foul mood, which, stacked on top of her already corrosive personality, made for a very unapproachable creature. She just wanted to get it over with and leave as soon as possible, a task made no easier, since she had been given no directions as to who she was to meet or what to look for. As such, seeing no reception, she took a seat at a table just off centre which she hoped would be noticeable, and she would be directed to her destination from there.