He didn't have a lot of expectations from the run-down building, after all, it looked like if someone were to sneeze in it, it will fall. But from the inside it was in pretty good shape from inside, it was squirming with activity, people carrying various weapons were either drinking, looking at the boards around the building, or talking to the receptionist. It didn't look like a workplace, it looked like a bar slash cosplay party.
He went to the receptionist to get acquainted with the place, there nice middle age man behind the receptionist, he was polite and helpful, that man first asked him whether he could read and write, then he gave him a piece of paper where he had to fill out all the details about him.