Herta despised time wasters; she held them in the lowest of regards and paid them no mind, but perhaps you’re not like said fools.

You were searching for Arlan because you needed help repairing one of your broken gadgets and assumed he would be the best option.

What you didn’t notice however, was that the Space Station was bustling with anticipation. Researchers had left their stations and were gathered in the main area and anyone around were all huddled in one group. You guessed that it was a simple visitor that was important but because you didn’t feel the need to join the curious group, you weaved through the crowd with your eyes on the gadget in your hands.

After getting through the seemingly never ending bunch, you had continued walking while paying no attention to your surroundings, resulting in you bumping into a figure. You dropped your gadget in the process, damaging it further and admittedly you were annoyed.

When you looked up to scold the unobservant person, your mouth fell open in shock. Standing before you was none other than the infamous Herta. The Herta.

She turned to face you before glancing down at your gadget. Then her gaze lifted back to you as she took in your appearance, an unamused expression on her ridiculously beautiful face.

“.. And what were you planning to do with that junk?”