<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

Nikki and her technical elder brother were having a hard conversation even so, the young woman didn't look to be very upset. She was more annoyed by Drake showing off something old than she was put off completely by the idea. But that wasn't the point, as Leon came to understand Nikki hadn't consented to the video going out… he wondered why they weren't discussing murder and hiding a dead body. "First off… I'm a National Hunter. I don't need to hide a body. As Vicky pointed out, if I wanted to retaliate physically I could and there isn't anyone who can stop me," Nikki pointed out. "But I wouldn't want to be that kind of example to everyone else. I realize I am too public a figure to fly off the handle, besides Vicky says forcing the American legal system to actually take this kind of thing seriously won't just help me but a lot of other lasses in the world. It would act as a deterrent to any guy who gets in his feelings after a breakup and decides to post a girls lewd or nude images sent in confidence. Besides, killing Drake seems like a waste of time, making him completely and unequivocally irrelevant is a much better punishment since all he cares about is his own reputation," Nikki pointed out the major parts of her plan. Leon always had some very… strong feelings about Drake and not wanting him around Nikki so much that Leon as her big brother would have rather been the person handling her physical needs. "Bruv, not sure I'm using this right but pause. I appreciate the enthusiasm but that one is outta line, yeah?" Nikki said almost chuckling. Then came some very strange sense… they couldn't fake a live stream with an active chat. If she live streamed a sextape with King Don, no one could argue that it was AI generated and… she could show them the proper difference between sex between two normal people and that the Hunters like herself were currently having. "You know what, bruv. That actually kinda make sense. Brains working overtime today~" Nikki said, sounding a bit close to Iris for the comfort of others. Actually there was something else that crossed her mind in a moment like this, Iris was always all over any man she brought home, even when she was young, except… Drake. "Right. Don't do anything crazy, I'm handling it for everyone… now I gotta go, have a chinwag. Shoot a few hoops or summit~ Oh and thanks bruv," Nikki offered giving the man a hug before she turned, still wearing that outrageous piece of clothing as she headed for the studio to potentially have two conversations.

Speaking of two conversations, Donnie was apparently moving through the one with Tima. Iris was still working gathering enough of the conversation from one side to put together that… Drake had been on the Usual Suspects and said something out of pocket. She made a mental note to help Tima in her fact finding mission. Reaching for her phone to begin composing her usual starter type of email for someone else initiated into a fold she enjoyed. Meanwhile, Tima was giggling, "Don't start, Donnie, you sounding like Unc right now. Man's couldn't focus for shit this morning. Don't even know why Val was there I swear," Tima stated earnestly. As for the conversations about how the older generation made every form of regular life seem gay she could only agree with exasperation in her voice, "On god, they do that shit and act like we're crazy. I told him he could have just messaged you directly and this man in here like, nah," Tima said as she'd tried to diffuse any negative tension between the star that was King Don and her co-host for the show she ran on the radio. As for what Drake actually said and if Donnie should be active, "The show is live but it should already by clipped and uploaded by now, you can see everything he said. Also shameless plug, I'll be spending most of my podcast breaking apart what he said… if I can get all the information on time," Tima admitted. As they moved through the rest of that bit she sighed, "As a journalist, he not gone shut up. He's personable and sounds reasonable on paper. To me he lacks accountability but most would call be bitter if I said that in a public space… regardless, shutting him the fuck up is a requirement… and it might not even work. For a nigga without someone on PR he stay spinning shit, so yeah. Get active," Tima said without hesitation.

[Bloodedge]

Nikki may have been a National Hunter who could experience no repercussions for eliminating her problems and opposition, but that changed nothing about Leon's perspective. "Right. Hide the body by blowin' it to smithereens!" he decided. The legal talk about having the government deal with Drake directly, thus helping less-capable lasses in Nikki's situation, wasn't something Leon could argue with though. More importantly... Nikki's preference for dealing with the problem was much more satisfying as an idea. "Bloody hell, Nik, you've gone proper demonic. That's a good plan!" he said after a few moments of silent consideration. When the topic shifted to Leon being a better use of cock than Drake, even for Nikki, he was reprimanded in a way. "No pause! I'm just sayin', if Drake was the only option you had, I'd rather get it done myself. I could do it! But now you got King Don, so no worries there anyway, yeah," he chattered. Either way, there was a plan to be enacted. Leon had one of his rare good ideas, and Nikki would be off to presumably act on it. "You get in there! And lock in the bloody prince!" he encouraged in those parting moments, deciding to meander the house a bit for the foreseeable future. There were so many people in the group, he saw no point in playing with a basketball by himself.

Meanwhile, Donnie was chortling over Tima's reaction. He could see the man called Unc losing every bit of his cool around Val. Things wouldn't have been the same for him, but there was one truth he had to acknowledge. "Man, if y'all wanted to do numbers, you shoulda just put her one-on-one in the podcast forreal. Muhfuckers would watch that start to finish, no sound," he insisted. Donnie had little else to say, his mood just partially soured by the idea that Drake already acted out of turn somehow. The warning was supposed to dissuade that, but it was all too late. No matter. If he had the time and freedom, he'd probably scan the sound clips from that recent show to find out what was said. "I got a lot goin' on at home right now, but I'll peep if I can. If not, shit... surprise me in the mornin'. I can come through. I just gotta be gone by lunch. Doin' one of the readings for the kids out here."