anything goes

Nearing the pair, Valentine slowed to a walk. He'd been with the kids trying to sort out who was the tallest when Kyarst had called. To much complaint he'd departed, but not before being wrung of a promise to return soon. An ominous 'or else' had been Angel's parting words.

Stopping before the two, he said, "Ah, Kyarst. Welcome," His gaze roved between the two, making it clear that stood for both of them. "To Imperium." So was this the half sister he had mentioned? They looked nothing alike, but neither did he and Basanti. "You must be the sister." Valentine dipped his head, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Armada." He paused, then, "Would it be impertinent of me to assume that you're both looking to join?"