"Dad, how come you never told us we had a place on the Citadel? This place is huge!"
Ayrene, clad in her N7 hoodie, strolls into the enormous apartment, her younger sisters in tow, each of them having the same look on their faces, pure wonder. Their father, Kaycee Shepard, her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail today, places the suitcases down on the coffee table in the living room, before turning back to her eldest. "Your mother wanted us to live quietly, out of the public eye. Also I never quite considered this place mine, since it technically belongs to your Uncle David."
Rinyn, her gaze locked out the window at the bustling crowds below on the strip, gives her father a quick glance before continuing, "This is Uncle David's place? Wow. Can't imagine who would ever need a place this big for only one person."
Kaycee places a hand on her head, rubbing it affectionately, "Rin, your Auntie Kahlee also would come here too."
Syren, moving like a veritable blue blur around the main floor,