In the Hallway - Clever, Eh?

[[no]NEMO[one]]

Nastasia stood leaning against a wall outside of some sort of dining hall, watching the faces of the people walking past carefully-- so far, nothing. Maybe they still hadn't decided on her mission--it wouldn't be the first time they took an eternity to decide on something.

People kept walking past, and she kept seeing nothing--every person was clean; not a mark. Through the tinted glasses, she blinked, sighing internally-- she wanted to get this over with and go home...