<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

Topics of parentage and the meaning of terms like 'cap' or 'hat' carried on until Donnie reviewed some strange material passed along by Nikki. He gave his opinion, totally ignorant to what he was recently holding or what the additional context behind Nikki's assumptions were. The line about his cock hitting harder than a dragon, he assumed was a joke and laughed it off entirely. Once the piece was no longer in his hand, he was free to put blunt to lips, and fire to blunt. Francesca seemed the type to appreciate a smoke, and to his surprise... Serena showed interest as well. With a duo of deep drags held in his lungs, he looked to Serena and offered the blunt to Francesca. "Damn y'all like to get down in Italy too?" he asked almost rhetorically before exhaling emptiness. As for how he knew about her OCD... "Blood thicker than water, but neurodivergence thicker than MeruMeru. Feel me?" he replied, adding only one further specification. "And I got ADHD." Ah, but what about any songs they may have missed? Serena had been present for a great deal of his performance at the club, but she wasn't there for the entire time... or the car trip before. "Uhh... I put one down on the way to the club. I think you missed a couple of new ones when the queen was around?"

Leading into that, Giorno was called a scamp for his understanding of Nikki's meaning. In some strange way, they were almost kindred. They both now had an apparent past that involved someone's bodily fluids permanently applied to someone else's clothes. In fact, Giorno did that sort of thing on a semi-regular basis... and Nikki wondered if he'd done it with Francesca. "Are you asking? Of course my passion projects all have a bit of me in them," he answered on that topic. Another matter was his alleged future anger. Giorno scoffed before bothering with a response to that. "Exactly; you kept that out of the loop!" he said simply, gesturing toward his newest muse. What more was there? Well, there was the surprise of Donovan being fine with dragon hide in direct contact. Celeste and Chiori may have looked at the lad because of Nikki's assertion, but Giorno was looking because that exchange was irrational. "... Very interesting, no?" he muttered. Perhaps the criteria of National Hunters needed some review. Whatever the case, Giorno was brought here for a reason. Nikki wanted his opinion on combining two ridiculous materials, and he now had a bit more understanding to work with for a suggestion. "Vibranium bounces things, no? What I get from that description just now, that piece eh... should be the main feature. Maybe weave the Vibranium inside? I don't think it would work in layers, but I'm-a no expert with these things."

[Apollymi]

Topics shifting wouldn't require any real oddities from the group at large. Contrary to popular belief, some people were just naturally very easy to get along with, and Francesca, Serena and Donnie were having a good go of it. Starting a smoker's circle and enjoying cannabis together while chatting casually. When Francesca was passed the blunt she also took two long drags, as a smoker this didn't feel at all odd to her, and while that happened Serena answered Donnie. "Italy isn't so strict with small things like this... and I am young and this is fun~" she said about the drug of choice in this case. She was also younger and thus had a bit more freedom than many would. A lung twitch had Francesca passing that blunt along and it would be studied lightly by Serena who'd not seen one so large but still took the hit anyway. "That's some good shit bruh!, Great roll too... not everybody roll a good blunt forreal," Francesca said as she appreciated the ability to get high and relax for a while yet. On the topic of outing someone like Serena for her obvious OCD she'd be choking on smoke after her second hit, if only because the lad chose to make a comparison which put a strange image in head. "Ack! You try and slay me with an image like that~" she said jokingly holding her chest as she passed the blunt along, to Donnie. "Not MeruMeru, bruh..." Francesca said shaking her head in mockingly aghast as Serena settled further. Apparently, there were at least 3 songs missing froom Serena's current night. That was a sad bit of information to know, "Ah, but you dwell with us. I uderstand. Still, it's a shame, I did enjoy what I heard and I feel there is a story there... I could understand with the other pieces," she said casually. "Oh well, I am sure they will come up. I did see a clip of the Queen dancing before the weather got out of control..." she said as she continued scrolling.

Meanwhile, a playful conversatio between two seemingly similarly perverted individuals, was something which made Nikki raise a brow as if assessing Giorno for the first time after hearing is words, "That's pretty slick, innit?" Nikki remarked almost observationally but she wouldn't call him on it, only one thing she had to do. "Frankie been keeping me in the dark, that chinwag was missing some dets~" she offered the pink haired woman. "Well, we both got some explaining to do, probs~" Francesca offered. Beyond that the 'trouble' Nikki found herself in was for keeping Francesca out of the loop... "Oy, can't go blaming me for that... I've been trying to get her here and introduce her to my mates here... she were busy~" Nikki offered. She'd made quite a few attempts to get Francesca into the world of fashion knowing that others like herself would enjoy the woman's unique take on life itself. As for Donnie he now had the eye of several designers and all of them were looking. Though the women seemed to be thinking over Nikki's words they also didn't like the feeling of Dragon related materials so much. Chiori didn't mind it but wouldn't pretend it made her comfortable and Celeste wouldn't touch it directly if it could be avoided. "Always such a unique perspective," Celeste said of Nikki's choices in general. Soon after Giorno was giving his actual opinion, on the materials and their potential interactions. She heard his words, and her purple eyes sparkled, "No... no... that's brilliant mate. I got it!~" Nikki said and from there a moment of magic could properly begin with Celeste and Chiori stepping back to see what the young woman would make of all the materials and points she'd gathered.

[Bloodedge]

Three members of the overarching group were relaxed, enjoying a few drags of a blunt, a bit of a chat, and a bit of phone-scrolling. In the midst of it all, Francesca commented on the quality of marijuana and Donnie's rolling ability. He had one hand on his phone and the other reaching out to reclaim the blunt from a choking Serena when he replied. "Hella practice, shorty. But yeah, bomb weed. My nigga Lee hooked me up right," he commented. Eventually, the matter of some missed songs came up. Serena lamented missing a few tracks, but as he ran most things through his phone, he could easily solve that problem for her. "I got you. Link up to me right quick; I can send you the recordings from our app. Just don't go leakin' this one here before I run it through all the studio shit," he said, opening an invitation for Serena to temporarily join Lost Galaxy's special application that would... essentially grant her access to his entire gallery, including all saved musical recordings.

Were Giorno's methods slick? Certainly not, by his approximation. "You think so? It improves the quality," he responded. He had nothing else to say about Francesca being kept from the fashion world, as it was mostly just a fun conversation to have by now. The situation as it happened had, after all, allowed Giorno to get to her first... even if Maximillian came to be an annoyance within hours. So then, what of his half-baked thoughts about the two materials? Giorno had only a cursory idea, but Nikki managed to piece something together from it. If anyone could do as much, she'd always be that person. "Just from that? Well, I'm glad to have provided some inspiration. Whatever I actually did," he said with a shrug. At the same time, Leon was finally walking out of the bathroom... without a single article of clothing on his person. He stopped, mouth open as if he'd been ready to speak, stunned by the number of people present. "... Oh sod," he murmured, making every attempt to slowly creep his way back into the bathroom.

[Apollymi]

The couch crew were actually getting fairly acquainted. While they smoked and chatted, Donnie explained that he had plenty of practice rolling a good blunt and that he'd gotten the weed from 'Lee' a name used as affectionately as black people tended to refer to each other in common spaces. "Word, word. I had the same connect for years it's almost as bad as the hairdresser/barber situation," she said laughing at herself and the implication of what happened when one actually found someone they deemed good. It was very hard to let go. He was even proving himself to be quite an outgoing lad, willing to share the recordings previously missed with Serena as she lamented not hearing all of the nights musical acquisitions. She'd link up to him, "Grazie~ And you have no need fo worry. Secrets of all kinds are safe with me~" she added almost playfully. with access to the Gallery she could see the most recent recordings and quite a few images as well. This young man's taste in women was rather immaculate but what she found of images of himself was, worth at least casual perusing.

Meanwhile, Nikki was having a bit of fun with Giorno while they discussed her newest project. She'd fully intended to do the work of it herself, but before she got down to it, a bit of teasing between friends was nearly expected. She'd called him slick and what he'd come back with was... an explanation of equal pretense, "Sounds like a posh way to leave your mark, innit?~" Nikki found it amusing but wouldn't be holding it against him, laughingit off like she did most things. As for her ability to take something from what he said, "I didn't need much mate, just an outside perspective. I wasn't sure how I was goiing to work them together but now I've got some pretty good ideas. Especially with hwat Cele offered about the magic gold and all.Wanna watch, it's goonna be brilliant!~" Nikki said of herself, only too have the little hum softly interrupted by a lad walking in naked only to immediately back away. "You even took the bag with you, but here you are... naked in the party~" Ronnie said, she'd barely opened one eye but she could see Leon and wouldn't be the one to save him. Chiori peeked and didn't bother hiding it, Celeste chuckled as one who'd already seen the show, and Francesca and Serena both looked as they would always do. "Yo, your whole family wild! No disrespect he don't have anything to be ashamed of, but I ain't expect to see another andom naked dude, today..." Francesca said shaking her head. Whatever the case, Nikki would begin working, strands of Vibranium and Dragon Hide coming together with bits of gold and the like. She started from the bottom with the outline of the shoes, and moved up a pair of pants which would fit like perfect denim, solid black with the most subtle metalic sheen. A belt formed with a matching chain... and then the main piece to go along with it. A black open trench coat. With golden lion accents and an eventual large golden crown piece formulated with a bit of extra guidance from Celeste was one who didn't want to interfere with her passion project. The entire process was like watching threads come together in a moment, a three dimensional printer but you could see every line of ink going in to the build. Every stitch, every hem perfect so much so that with the Vibranium running through it, the Dragon Hide seemed to echo instead of being drowned out. All the while, Nikki burned through her own energy with extreme concentration going into every second of it Her eyes a deep purple that held twinkling starlight while she worked but it was perfect when she was done and that was all that mattered.

[Bloodedge]

"Who you tellin'?! Before I ran into Kim, I had the same barber my dad and his dad had. Niggas back at the shop knew me before I was born!" Donnie complained lightly as he prepared to take another pair of puffs. He'd fill his lungs with those, holding another round until no smoke came from his exhale, while Serena connected to his phone app. The blunt was passed Francesca's way again while the black-haired woman claimed secrets were safe with her. "Nah, it ain't even a secret. I just don't want it to drop until it sounds right, feel me? You can go ahead with anything in there if you want a sneak peek, but I promise it's gon' be better when it hit the album," he assured. Finding relaxation from the weed rather quickly, Donnie even set his phone on the table, leaving that connection open for Serena's perusal. He clearly didn't even think about how much of his phone was available to her, but... he wasn't a man of secrets either. The app would delete itself in an hour regardless.

In the fashion world, there were often unspoken understandings between designers about their approaches ─ similar or otherwise. In this case, Giorno and Nikki had a very loose similarity in their desire to 'mark' their muses. Such was the case with all major designers in a way, as even Francesca had been marked by Maximillian via that boa. "You know how it is~" was Giorno's only response. With that, he was content to take a few steps back and observe a process of creation that no known person in this world could rival. Vibranium was known for its absolute resilience, and none but the National Hunters had ever successfully damaged a dragon's hide even past its scales. Yet here Nikoleta Corbyn was, weaving the two into thread and even combining them. The moment would have been more of a spectacle, but... then came Leon, spotted by all but Donnie. He'd have turned to see what the fuss was about, if he wasn't saved by Francesca mentioning nudity. "Damn I almost looked. 'Preciate the save, ma," Donnie mentioned, shaking his head at the thought. All the while, Leon was holding a finger to his lips in a failed attempt to shush Ronnie. When the jig was up, he hopped back into the bathroom and slammed the door quickly.

[Apollymi]

Donnie and Francesca were on a friendly vibe. At the same time, Serena had popped in an airpod so she could listen to the other songs without interrupting everyone else's conversation, though only one so she could still be part of things. It would seem that Francesca and Donnie shared quite a bit of likeness and once again the lesser Drake was seemingly like the odd man out. "Bwaha!~ Bruh, chill~" Francesca said laughing all the while. At the same time, Serena was hearing the man's logic. "Understandable... I always look forward to an album, but you've not dropped one in a while~" she added almost cheekily. Of course, she wasn't as big a fan as Nikki or Leon but that didn't mean she didn't like listening to R&B bops while driving to work. As was the standard with Lost Galaxy the beats were spectacular and the songs themselves told a tale of infatuation into claiming. Even if one took out the two songs aimed directly at the Queen of England. As Donnie hit his relaxation, the next almost hour would be spent listening to his music, chatting and the creation of a certain garment.

Nikki for her part in this was working on that outfit for a little while. She was burning up her own mana to keep the different pieces aligned and make sure they had the proper balance. The interruption of Leon went unnoticed by her, and Donnie managed not to look. "No problem, I know how it is... instinctual curiosity be crazy!~" she said after the door slammed shut. Even so, there was more to be done. Alignment, perfect seams and all. But by the time Nikki was done and her Mana stopped flaring she looked at it on the mannequin and grinned happily. "Blimey! That was almost better than the sex... almost," she said that tingling sensation across her skin and looking at a thing she'd only put together in her head and watching it become something real was... a different kind of exciting. "That's what I'm talking about though, bloody perfect, Donnie!~ Wanna have a look mate, I bloody nailed it!~" she said as the pieces had the slightest hum to them even as they sat on the mannequin.

[Bloodedge]

"Nah for real! People had nicknames for me by the time I was a real person, and I'm just like... who are you niggas?!" Donnie added to the original tale. He was having a rather good time, even bouncing between Francesca and Serena to keep topics alive. In Serena's case, she was already listening to one of the more recent songs, bringing up the album he hadn't released in quite some time. "Yeah, my bad. My songs be random as hell, so like... I can have a whole album's worth of tracks ready to go, but they don't work for a whole album, feel me? If you been lookin' forward to one, I promise I'ma drop one soon. I just need like... three, maybe four more songs," he said, hands clasped together as if praying or begging pardon.

Soon enough, the entire room would be subjected to something Donnie had done twice since meeting one Nikoleta Corbyn. The eventual completion of her work came with a feeling of stabilization throughout the area... or at least it would have, if the finished product didn't produce waves of its own after creation. Either way, she called out to Donnie and grabbed his attention with ease. Even Leon had already come from the bathroom in some actual clothes to join the smoking circle, which was on its second thick blunt when Donnie turned around. "Hell yeah I wanna have a loo..." Donnie paused mid-word as the sight of a new getup registered. That black-and-gold outfit seemed like a Hunter in its own right, if not a magic beast. He stared silently while climbing off the couch cushion and over the couch's back, already peeling off clothes as he drew closer. "... Yo, quit playin' wit' me..." was all he could say for the entire approach. His eyes sparkled like those of a child at Christmas. Black and gold were quite possibly his best colors. The lion theme had been with him since youth, becoming a major part of his image and merchandise.

In a matter of moments, Donnie was standing in his skivvies in front of a mannequin that almost seemed to call to him, literally. He could feel it in his skin without touching it. He could nearly hear it responding to his natural wavelength, as if it were truly an armor or shell made not just for him, but from him. "Nah, nah nah nah... I felt this before," he said. The sensation he had now was similar to what he'd felt when those Vibranium gloves were crafted. "Nah, I gotta get me in that right now!" With that said, Donnie stepped out of his final piece of clothing. There was neither shame nor concern in his nudity, as if there weren't half a dozen people in the same room while he was redressing with the comfort normally reserved for one's personal wardrobe.

[Apollymi]

The happiness of the conversation between the smoking circle continued on. Musical intrigue, a bit of voyuerism and even some joke continued to be shared. "Nah, I get it. That be the crazy part. Close parental friends acting like they know you and it's just people your parents hung out with talking at you like you're supposed to remember a conversation they had with you while you were a fucking baby," she chided. That was always the crazy part to her... but Serena was on a slightly different wave. Simply acknowledging that in the works of Donnie albums got released with completed themes and ideas. "Nothing to worry about. I am a patient girl, you could drip market once and a while though..." she added in a lightly teasng voice. She obviously respected artistry but knowing he had ADHD made it much easier to pin his behavior.

Speaking of his fixation it was made obvious to everyoe. The fashion designer women were taking in the work, but it would be Donnie who ended up hopping over a couch and stripping out of his clothes. Such a thing would be exactly where all the young women's eyes were, including Ronnie who shifted into a side sitting position in her window seat just to watch. "No playin' mate. This one's my best work~" Nikki said pleased beyond all reason at his reaction. She'd seen it before and fully intended to watch him through the fixation. So easily did he strip, and plan to put on clothes, not an ounce of shame in him and not even doing anything else. "Damn work of art, that one~" Nikki said as she inspected the man. "Oh right, need the..." she was about to say something but Ronnie had gotten up, to hand her the gloves. "No way would you let those go with that, right?~" she offered her younger sister. "Just a little modification ya' know? Keep the look cohesive~" Nikki claimed as Ronnie placed her back against the couch and entered the rotation for the smoking circle as Francesca passed it to Leon next. In that same moment, just a bit more energy was sparred, and a different material all together. Scales from that same dragon, blended into the metal of the gloves to give them the same sort of feel... a fine tuning, if one wanted to call it that, and she'd have those out and ready for Donnie as well.

[Bloodedge]

Everything shut down for Donnie the moment he laid eyes on that coat and associated articles. There was no shirt present, but... Donnie didn't care about his own nudity at the time; of course he wasn't concerned by the idea of being shirtless in a Dungeon. Besides, it would be far from the first time anyway, given what happened when he took things even slightly seriously. As he slipped into a pair of undergarments, the staring women's silence was broken by Giorno. "Is this a regular occurrence now?" he wondered as both Nikki and Ronnie seemed oddly adjusted to the behavior. Well... it made sense for one of them, at least.

By the time his breeches were in place and he had a single boot on, Donnie realized Nikki was moving again. She now carried the combat gloves he'd revealed earlier, for reasons he didn't know. Donnie didn't pay it much mind. He still had to slip into the other boot and adorn himself with the ultimate piece: the jacket. By the time he was slipping an arm into that, he looked over again to see... his gloves looking slightly unfamiliar. "Hol' on..." he uttered. In went the other arm to put the garment properly over his shoulders. Then, he reached out for a pair of gloves that now featured a scale pattern and a somehow more comfortable fit once one was slipped on. "You fuck wit' Vibranium for real? Like that quick? Unc gon' have a heart attack!" he announced. Only then did Donnie realize why everything else felt so familiar to him. He'd not been paying enough attention earlier. "Hol' up, this whole shit got Vibranium in it?!"

[Apollymi]

While Donnie experienced his new outfit in the vacuum of his dressing, the others watched for varied reasons. Giorno chose to question whether such things were normal, as it was quite unusual to watch from the outside. "Yep!~" Nikki said without further explanation. Ronnie would be a bit more forthcoming as Nikki was obviously her own sort of distracted. "He's stripped down to his skivvies every time she's made something for 'im. On the spot even, I guess it went even further this time because she actually made him new ones... unless that's not what you meant..." Ronnie said with a cheeky little smirk on her face. She new her sisters stance, and aside from it being her birthday the lass wasn't trying to keep the man all to herself. "It's brilliant, never have to question if he likes it," Nikki confirmed without thinking about anything else she could need to explain.

At the same time, Nikki was fixing up the gloves handed to her while the lad watched and finished dressing himself. With each piece the exact vision she'd had in mind had come together. As for questions about the Vibranium, she could only chuckle a little sheepishly. "Yeah, I had to figure out if I could. It's a pretty finicky material if I'm being honest. But I understand it more now... it's a bit more flexible than I was giving it credit for, especially when it already has a shape~" she explained in a causal way. "King T'Challa might get a little worked up, but I could help him out a bit now that I have a bit more hands on experience~" she added as if it was a perfectly normal thing to say about such things. It seemed beyond that, Donnie's senses were qite good, good enough to realize that there was Vibranium worked through his suit. "Vibranium and the bits from that swatch. They work decently together when balance is achieved yeah? You like the feel yeah? It should resist and properly distribute your natural abilities~ Also I didn't make you a shirt. I couldn't imagine you fighting in one," she expressed honestly..

[Bloodedge]

Nikki's affirmative response came so quickly, with so much certainty, that Giorno almost regretted asking the original question. With a bit more detail, Ronnie claimed this was not at all the first time the rapper discarded his clothing with complete disregard. Nikki had crafted multiple things, and Donnie had reacted this way each time... but what if that wasn't what Giorno meant to question? There was another part. Clearly Nikki didn't have to wonder if her muse enjoyed his new equipment, but nobody had to question the other interests in the room either. In fact, a quick glance around the room let Giorno know that only he and the singular other male here had eyes that weren't firmly planted on the dressing man. Clearly the lines being drawn here weren't normal lines. "I am in no position to question anything else."

Meanwhile, Donnie brought into question the material used in his new gear. The feeling made him certain there was Vibranium in it, but he couldn't possibly know what the hide of a dragon felt like. Nikki had made quick work of Vibranium ─ something scientists in Wakanda didn't manage for ages, and barely managed after gaining the experience. Even she realized King T'Challa would be 'a little' worked-up if he found out what happened. "A little? Nah, shut that shit right up! This right here put the whole Black Panther fit to shame, I promise you! And they still workin' on improvements for that!" he asserted firmly. Nikki had even combined Vibranium with whatever that 'tough' material was, and that only made things better somehow. As one who already knew how Vibranium worked, Donnie let his mana leak a bit. A low hum traveled through the air around him as Vibranium absorbed and stored that power, even gaining a golden glow that showed the Vibranium 'threads' throughout Donnie's outfit. "It feels better than anything. But I got the secret on Vibranium. See, they call it Isopho, or the gift, right? Americans who found it in old Rwanda called it Vibranium 'cause it messes with vibrations and shit. But that gift part? Maaaan, you giftwrap them vibrations up and open that bitch like a can of CO2!" he explained while showing the results of 'wrapping vibrations' as he put it. What of a shirt though? "Don't need one. I usually end up missin' most of my clothes in a Dungeon anyway."

[Apollymi]

Nikki's affirmative and the further explanation by Ronnie implied that both young women were well and truly invested. The others in the room, would also be freely looking and doing math in their heads about the amount of cock and muscled body that Donovan King had to offer. "I mean you can ask what you want, bruv... but you probably got the answer floating around in there~" Nikki said in that same lightly teasing manner she'd been talking to Giorno the entire time. Donnie had no shame and was a completely open person. Nikki had wanted this precise man for most of her conscious life, as such she wasn't even thinking about anything but being part of his life, not completely dominating it.

At the same time, Donnie and Nikki were discussing his new fit as he finished slipping into it. According to Donnie his current oufit outdid the Black Panther suit owned by his uncle which was still currently being worked on, Nikki chuckled. "I noticed that when he was fighting. It's great, but I couldn't quite understand it in that particular combat situation. Today is the first time I was actually managing to do something with the Vibranium. But I touched it today and I felt like I could..." Nikki said honestly, knowing that she'd not made any active adjustments to King T'Challa's suit while they fought the Dragons in America. Soon enough an explanation was incoming about the nature of Vibranium and how it got its name and what it actually did magically from Donnie's understand. "Right, that makes sense... I thought it was a bit too volatile to work with at first, but I understand." As for the partial or complete nudity Donnie normally dealt with, "Shouldn't be too much of a problem now... I would actually have to see it in action to make any adjustments to the tensile strength but magically I don't think you'll lose any part of it, given how the two materials in it balance out," Nikki said. It would be Francesca leaning over the couch still looking, "Don't got any idea what all that meant but... you should take a ton of pictures, that shit's fire!~" Francesca said now approaching a level of highness that was quite interesting. At the same time, Serena leaned over as well, tablet in hand. "Yes, many pictures," Serena offered while gesturing and potentially forgetting all English in the process, "Una coppia cosė bella dovrebbe essere vista da tutti," she offered while snapping a few herself and waiting for poses and the like.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie's arms were repeatedly lifting as he inspected himself and checked the fitting of his gear. He couldn't get over how incredibly well it worked with every movement he made. Moreover, it held his energy better than the gloves had previously. His uncle was going to be jealous whenever they met again... which Donnie would ensure was soon, as he didn't intend to let Nikki waste the precious metal on him without returning it. "It's real volatile. People get sick just from being in the area where they mine this shit. It's rough out there before they process it," he mentioned casually. "This definitely ain't gonna burn. Whatever this other material is should be safe 'cause the Vibranium'll just hold everything in. It knocks back out, but it's like... raw pressure and shit, feel me?" he explained further. Such would explain the nature of King T'Challa's combat abilities beyond his strength and agility.

After a bit of inspection, Francesca offered the suggestion of taking pictures. Donnie had been forgetting such things all day, apart from the very beginning when he filled his phone with images and videos of Nikki's ass. It was a novel idea. "Hell yeah, let's get it," he agreed. Whatever Serena said was a mystery to him, but the pictures she took would have to wait until Donnie grabbed his phone and returned to position. So would begin a series of images taken from Donnie's phone as well, but only after he reached out to grab Nikki's waist and pull her into frame. The creator herself had to be involved, after all. Time would pass as such until members of the expanded group had to begin vacating the premises.

[Apollymi]

Donnie continued to test out his outfit and made sure the movements went along with it. Nikki was used to that, she'd rather make sure he was comfortable in the outfit given her own ability to make things. It would be annoying to have a suit prepared for combat which didn't suit the needs. At the ssame time she was also finding out about the troubles of Wakanda and the surrounding areas. Mining Vibranium was apparently quite tough work, she didn't like the idea of people's work making them sick either. "Damn, hate to hear something like that... science and resource extraction is always tough though," she murmured. There were probably equipment adjustments that could be made, like hazmat suits and the like, she'd think about it a bit more to see if she could help out the country of other people like her. As for what he had to saya bout the nature of his suit, "Well, that material takes a lot of damage on its own, nothing to it~" Nikki asserted, but son enough people thought about pictures and Nikki herself was left in awe of her own dimness. "Bloody hell, how'd I forget to take other pictures?!~" she seemed almost stunned at her own lack of thought. Whatever the cae, she was pulled in close, posing and smiling for pictures with Donnie taken by others, and managing quite a few selfies and the like of her own, as she showed off both her art and her own 'stolen' status by being with him. All to see photographs were uploaded to her Instagram account as well, and she'd likely be tagged by others, like Chiori and Serena, Francesca and even... Celeste by the end of it.

Still all of this couldn't last, and eventually, people would begin dwindling down quite a bit. It'd be Chiori to go first as she was headed for the door and slipping into ridiculous shoes once more. "That one is a masterpiece. Do call me if you need me, and if you find out in Japan you can always stop my the shop if you need a workspace. Also keep the moulds you'll be able to make him any kind of shoe with those~" she offered Nikki playfully. Soon after she turned to Donnie and she'd have something else to say to him, in her native tongue, considering it something like homework. "Machi ni kita nara, watashi no mise ni yotte ne. Anata ni kiru mono o shitate te ageru. ……Soretomo, watashi o kite miru?" she offered the lad a gentle play on words and winked at him as she left. "Sayonara, minna. My assistant, is looking for me. I don't want to stress him too much~" she added for people like Celeste and Giorno who would understand exactly what she'd done by showing up here. Meanwhile, Casper Drake was having the roughest time of his life. He was as it stood going through various paperwork related to the car, he'd just bought yesterday, put into the shop this morning and driven off to immediately crash into a gravity pocket this afternoon. His luck was terrible and to throw salt into the wound he was also now looking at updates to Nikki's Instagram which were of her and King Don... together in a hotel with the man in quqestion shirtless and sporting an obvious Blue Lotus original.

[Bloodedge]

Quite a few pictures were taken by more than Donnie and Nikki alone. Even Leon, the massive and excited fan that he was, may have taken more shots than anyone. His Instagram feed would quickly require scrolling to see even a single image of himself, and the first of those was... a selfie that had the two posing legends visible in the background. Even his Twitter account received some of the uploads, featuring 'Nik got stolen!' and the like as attached text. After a few dozen uploads from Leon, Donnie uploaded a few of his own ─ one of which included a full group shot. "Yo, anybody need a tag in this one? I got a good shot here," he announced in the end, holding the phone up for anyone to see the image. "Oh, me all day bruv!" Leon announced without hesitation. Giorno took a look at it and shrugged. "That is fine. You can tag me," Giorno decided as well.

At the end of a dressing and photoshoot, Chiori became the first to depart. A parting note to the birthday girl was to be expected, but there were also some words she meant to share with Donnie. She spoke in Japanese, a full clause or two that he had to think about for a minute. In that speech, he found an invitation, an offer... and a question that implied a strong proposition. Donnie's face contorted a few times as he worked through it, but once the important part was translated in his mind, he quickly fished for an answer. "Mochiron desu!" he blurted out after a few moments. Soon after, Giorno was also making his way toward the door. "Maxi is probably awake and confused by now. I'll go make sure he doesn't wreck the place in some ignorant Nazi rage. You two can do as you please; you're in good company. Nikoleta~" Giorno ended on a farewell bow to the purple-haired woman, offering everyone else a wave.