The Colors out of Space - Neonatal

@Jared
"Hmm...interesting..."
A booming voice echos from the top of the podium,(which is like a small platform in the colosseum instead of ya know, podium) but still, no visual from where the drone is on. After waiting for a brief moment for the figure to show itself, the drone continues to attempt to harvest samples from its surroundings.*
"Wait.... wait a second, please don't damage the surroundings, it takes a lot of work to make all of this..."[/color]
At last, a head pokes out from the overhanging platform, and the figure ran down as fast as he can after confirming that the drone do wait for his explanation.
"ha...ha...sorry about that, just wanted to do that to whatever enters here, anyway, what even are you? You don't look like those that lurk outside, and you certainly don't flop much."

Jared
With closer inspection, the figure seems to be some sort of automaton, seemingly constructed out of some wood and lacking a face or any covering, exposing the various joints for different body parts with, peculiarly, no wires at all. It dances around the drone like a puppet controlled by strings, inspecting every surface with curiosity despite not having a face. After a brief moment, it finally snapped itself out of the obsessive inspection, and apologetically bows to the drone
"Ah...apologies, I was just attracted to your design. I am...hmm..."
The puppet ponders, doing a literal thinking pose with its wooden fingers scratching its wooden chin.
"You can call me "N"....like me me, not this body that I'm interacting with you with....anyhow I'm a researcher in hopes to investigate the anomaly which swallowed us, so I rented this entire station and set sail. What happens next....well you can already guess it, first, some foreigners blasted us despite us already raising a literal banner of "don't approach us", then some fish came in and cause even more damage...what about you? why are you...here?"

Jared
"Interesting...very interesting indeed."
The puppet once again ponder about something, before literally cartoonishly spring up into the air.
"Say, what may I interest you in? some place to rest in the middle of your trip maybe?"

Jared
"Sure!"
The puppet says gleefully, resuming it's path of walking forward. shortly after, just far enough to be hidden from the drone's original position, a sharp turn towards what seems to be an elevator built on the interior axial of the station. The puppet tottle over and press next to the door, and the interior of the elevator opens up, equally tidied and gold-leafed compare to the colloseum.
Going "up" the station, as directions are more or less relative to the environment, the drone find itself on a floor with not one, not two, but three layers of rooms, all aligned in circles extending outward and connected via the western and eastern corridors towards the central shaft of the elevator. all the rooms seem to be familiar to that peculiar one that the drone discovered beforehand, a king-sized bed, a dresser, a closet, and a semi-open bathroom and kitchen in-one. Of course, the relative space that the rooms on the outer perimeter are slightly bigger, with the usual top-to-bottom window for peeking to the outer void. Noticeably, there are rails on the floor and the ceiling, separating each circumference from the others as well as the central shaft, most likely for bulkheads to prevent extensive breaches
"So, how is it? There should still be some redundant furniture somewhere in case there is anything is missing, so don't worry!"

Jared
"There should....ah right, the whole spinning thing..."
The puppet ponders for a while and then points toward the central shaft where the lift is.
"Originally there are additional structures for docking, but since those are gone cuz those pesky visitors previously, guess you can "dock" either on the top or the bottom of the station via those evac channels"
It shrugs at the lack of better options, and shake its head quite furiously.

Jared
Immediately after landing on the evacuation duct, several figures, almost identical to that one met by the drone but with a varied girth of limbs and torsos, line up uniformly and bow towards the visitors.

"Welcome. Do wait here, the guide will arrive shortly."

The first one, standing out from the rest due to its comparatively larger size, lifts a board writing the above message, and after leaving the board floating in mid-air, the group went back into the duct and disappears out of sight, with vague vibration from the inner surface, perhaps caused by some sort of machinery or operation.
Shortly, the puppet which was with the drone previously, recognized by its overdone bowing, bows to the group and wave its hand to signal them to follow.

Jared
As Ra starts speaking, the puppet dramatically claps its hands...to be exact, they only "see" it clapping the hands without hearing any sound produced from it. With the obstruction, Ra stopped her introduction, waiting for whatever consequence that the silent clapping would induce. After perhaps ten claps of the puppet, with a final and strong vibration of the walls, a gust of wind swept across the corridor, and the puppet stops clapping, leaving one audible clap in the air.
"Apologies, but evacuation ducts are usually left vacuumed as it is directly exposed to outer space, so it takes some time to redirect air into here. Anyway, do follow me."
Apparently not aware of Ra's introduction, the puppet wave its hand again to signal them to follow.
As Ra repeats her introduction once again, assorted data collected from the surroundings finished processing, and show that...well its just normal metallic structure with no gimmicks whatsoever.

Jared
The puppet scratches its chin while they wait for the elevator, in a lobby identical to that seen through the drone.
"Well...for that question, this basically work like the robotic drone that you used to survey the station previously, just...with a slight touch of different profession. Scans and experiments, of course, would be allowed, but preferably not affecting the routines that this puppet, or other puppets that you have or haven't met, is doing at that period of time.
The puppet's head eerily sways to face the direction of the interrupting guest after finishes answering to Ra.
"As for history logs....uh i think the original owner removed all digital records before passing the station to me, though it doesn't matter as almost the entire interior was reconfigured by me...well me me, not this me."

Jared
"Ahh no worries, it is a pleasure for me to help explorers who try to uncover secrets in such difficult times, especially fellow comrades in scientific fields."
A soft "ding" signals the arrival of their elevator unit, and with the door slowly sliding apart without a sound, the puppet waves its hand to usher everyone to get inside, before coming in last and press the buttons. As suggested by the display, there are about 20 buttons there excluding the close and open ones. Noticing the gaze of people on the interiors, especially the assorted buttons for directing the elevator, the puppet shrugs.
"This station, as shown here by the buttons, there is a total of 20 floors, which most would be freely accessible. Floor 20, 15, 10 and 5 are the evacuation floors, where evac pods are located in case of emergencies. Floor 18 to 17 are the cafeteria, served buffet style in all time but you can make your own dish if the provided ones don't suit your appetite. Floor 14 to 12 are the bunks, and you all shall be occupying floor 14. Of course, if anyone of you want to choose another room from another floor, we can arrange that as well, but do notify us first, and..."
The puppet's eyebrows furled for a bit, as if being reminded of past unfortunates.
"Do keep the place clean and tidy... Anyway, Floor 11 is a recreational floor, with assorted games I gathered from my home planet as well as some gifts from past visitors. There is also a pool and ball court for those who want to exercise. And Floor 9 to 6 will be the main science lab, where basic equipment for various fields can be found and borrowed, but if you want something advanced...well sadly there is none. Of course, if you want to help replenish our stock or update the equipment, we are more than happy to receive donations."
"Now, onto floors that I don't really recommend wandering into. Floor 19 is the control terminal of this entire station, and there are all sorts of defense mechanisms there in fear of pirating and sabotaging, so in no circumstance trespass into that floor unless you wish to become a fleshy beehive of bullet holes and beams. Floor 16 and floor 8 are the water storages as well as aquatic farms, fishing there is unadvised in fear of contamination. If you really prefer fishing sport there is a corner on floor 11 with small fish and crustaceans for your wants. Floor 4 to floor 1 are the central waste processing floors, and...well, waste, no need to explain there."
Just as it finish listing the functionality of different floors, the elevator slowed down and stopped, and with the soft "ding", the door opens up, showing the identical floor which the drone was, and still is, located, just next to the first layer of the circular layout.