Hunter: Anjenette

Anjenette drummed her fingers over the table. Before her lined crystal balls blurring with the candidates participating in the first phase of the Hunter exam. To her left sat a man of silver hair, uncaring most of the time of the exam, his blue eyes seemed to dim as he threw glances at one of the recording claims. To her right was another woman with her bow resting before her, arms crossed on her chest. All of them wore diamond necklaces. 

"Everything is going fine..." Anjenette began, her voice constrained by worry. Her eyes bore the crystals for hours. 

The room was lit with bluish and greenish light seeping off the wall. The air was filled with decay, like fungi and dried woods. Evident that the place has not been used for quite some time.