Ken’s seating became stiff as his eyes scan over the area. Now afraid to make eye contact with anyone else, but felt the need to make it look like he was unphrased by his siblings’ actions. His temples becoming sweaty and not slacking in his position. However, in cases like this introductions made him anxious. “My name is Ken Valentines and I am this team’s Goalie.” Getting a grip on his nerves Ken leans towards his brother slightly and smiled lightly. “This is my brother Kyle.”<br/><br/>Kyle waved casually at his fellow teammates. “I play as Defense. My brother and I had every intention to come here early, but my sister Kayla cut her hand at the parking lot. So I went to go get her. I apologize for leaving unexpectedly.”<br/><br/>Kayla shrugged her shoulders as her hands were busy holding down the wound on her palm. “It’s no big deal, though. I used to be an ice girl and believe it or not we had to be tough girls too.” She flashed a smile with pride.<br/><br/>“Right.” Ken continued on with the conversation with ease. Less intense. “By the way we’re triplets.”