Yorshka had to admit, she was quite excited to be in Tempest. Of all the places she had ever been, Arc or not, this was easily the most advanced. She could feel the warmth emanating from the shard in her pocket as she looked up at the building that loomed in front of her. Part of her screamed that she didn't belong, another part of her exclaimed that meant it was all the more reason for her to continue forth. After a moment of consideration she made her way in through the doors, the heat was the first thing that hit her. It was surprising to be in a building that actually had a system to heat itself to a 'comfortable' temperature. She certainly looked out of place in a building such as this, her clothes dirty and worn.<br/><br/>She couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the thought that she got hired for a job in a place such as this. 'Who knows, maybe some big wig needed to see the world for what it actually is?' She thought to herself absentmindedly as she looked around studying the room. She didn't even notice the front desk until she accidentally walked into it, cursing silently at herself as she looked forward to the receptionist. "Sorry about that, I'm here because of this." The noirette said calmly as she took the letter from her jacket and set it on the desk.