Another day, another successfull show done together with her brother. Though this one was certainly a special one: it had been taking place on a planet in the very galaxy the twins had once ran away from in hopes of a better life somewhere else. Away from the people that had once treated them as nothing but freaks and looked down at them for being different, never believing in them or their dreams. Originally, the two of them had been against the idea to travel there, a lot of emotions were tied to the place after all, but Apollo had managed to convince Vendra and Neftin that everything would be okay and that it would be good for them to have a show or two outside of the galaxy Bogon. People were just dying to see the famous Prog twins to do their “magic” on stage in the other two major galaxies. That and they would also be given a chance to get back at their former bullies for how they treated them in their younger years, dreams do come true after all.
And now that their first show was done, well, the smaller Nether had decided to step outside the hotel and take small a walk to clear her mind while her brother stayed inside doing... something. But, of course, it didn’t take long before she ran into someone by accident. Vendra had been running her fingers through her short dark pink hair, eyes closing as she was in thought, only to then find herself bumping into someone made out of metal that nearly sent her tumbling to the ground. “Freaking-! Orvus, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to- wait. Do I know you? You look awfully familiar for some reason...” Something about the person standing before her was familiar now that the Nether got a good look at them, but she couldn’t figure out just what it was.