Cath walked through the corridor and into the reception room and looked around. Wow, it was...well, it seemed lively up here. or maybe she was just getting to used to the stark silence of the Department of Mysteries...

The blonde walked towards the receptionist's desk and waited patiently as she smoothed down her pristine, black dress. Huh, since when did she take a liking to dark colors? Oh well It was probably brought upon by the being an unspeakable thing. Then she took a deep breath and shrugged off all other unrelated thoughts "Good day, I'm looking for a Mr. Kaishu Shiradou." The older woman said politely,