Return to sender, guest and acquaintance.

[Geoffacake]

Both Sterling and Aelita walk into Freeport 11 room rental office, both carrying large bags, clunking with metal with every step. Sterling places some papers on the table containing his and Aelita's photograph and some details.

"Room for two, would you like the regular or Deluxe double?" Asked the clerk.
Sterling started to panic, his stutter could be seen coming back.
"W-We're not together, can we g-get two separate rooms? One with the deluxe single for Aelita... P-Please."

Aelita is seen with her arms crossed, tapping her foot wildly, shaking her head with disapproval away from Sterling.
"Certainly, although we don't have any Deluxe singles prepared."
The Clerk placed two keycards on the desk and handed sterling the receipt.
"You'll need to wait at least 2 hours before housing block 622 is re-"
Aelita stepped in quickly, pushing Sterling aside gently.
"I'll take it, i just want a nice comfortable bed. I'm tired as hell and just want to sleep." She took her bags, and took the key from the desk before walking off into the distance.
"Psshh... She'll be alright, sh-shes a little annoyed about the couple thing."
The clerk lent forward towards Sterling's ear.
"No, its just that that room hasn't been touched in two months, the guy who lived there just hung up and left leaving the rent to last at least until now, he even payed us off not to touch or clean the damn room, let alone touch what he changed."
Aelita is walking down the Housing block tunnel, it spans for a good 150 meters until the next corner, only containing at least 10 doors.
"Forty, forty-one... Forty-two!"
She arrives to the door of housing block 42, its door, with a single window that has been glazed over, not able to see the inside. she enters the card into its reader and its pressure doors open quickly.
"God this place is a mess, what junkie lived here?"

A large room with a Bed, desk and plenty of workspace for at least a officer stands before Aelita but nothing could be said for how much space is left for her. Bits of Electronics and Metal cluttered the floor, its failed style and torn pieces show burns and scratches all over the work. Another was an interface, just glowing peacefully, glinting in the dark. Blueprints littered the bed, covering the blanket making a second layer of warmth and knowledge, covered in writing and sketches, almost curled up in age. Clothing was also on the foot of the bed. It neatly lies along with some hangers, its green style was layered up with bits of metal badges, medals and ribbon. Another was a container of books, they lay on a desk, neatly sealed so not even a spec of air could enter or escape.
Aelita chucks her bag in a somewhat empty space only populated by remnants of wire and metal.
"Great, where do i sleep?"
Although, curiosity started filling her head in who used to live here...

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