<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

Nikki pointed out the similarities between Donnie's life and his art. The man himself made the claim that life and art were one and the same. Even making the general claim that he didn't lie in his music, and that she should remember that piece. "Well, if it was anyone else that would worry me. Still, you haven't given me any reason to worry about what you'll have to say about me~" Nikki said leaving herself to a casual shrug. At the same time, she'd had a quick conversation with Rafi and Nikki had passed along her preference for address before moving along to shots. Ronnie took hers, Nikki took one as well and then she was putting herself into the necessary position and with the necessary clothing alterations to putting herself up onto a counter.

"Damn right I'm welcome!" Nikki uttered, well, it didn't really matter, she was in place to have a shot taken directly from her now exposed navel, seemingly fine with the alteration to her dress. She laid down and soon had the liquid of a shot filling her navel while she looked at Donnie sweeping his bangs away to take a shot out of her belly button. There was a little flutter in her lower abdomen as he made contact and then in a single moment it was done, and then he was licking again to remove any residual stickiness. "King Don, just took a shot out of my belly button. Happy birthday~" she said to herself like she was having an out of body experience at that moment. Soon after ronnie couldn't help but smirk. "Your fan girl is showin'~" Ronnie mentioned, just the same she'd soon be sitting up and getting ready to get her birthday party started off right. Just the same the crowd outside the VIP was still bustling, waiting for potential music to start, the hum of extra noise just flowing into the space.

[Bloodedge]

A short-lived body shot wasn't so short in reality. Donnie was certain he had his face buried in Nikki's navel for seconds, perhaps even a whole minute. Alas, it wasn't so. That didn't matter. Nikki seemed pleased, just as she'd been with everything thus far. Even Leon was satisfied to have everything work out. As cousins who were essentially siblings, they had their spats and the like, but it changed nothing. One other thing that didn't change was... the fact that this was all a celebration for Nikoleta Corbyn's birthday. Donnie was fully conscious of this, so among the chatter of a crowded club... he'd do what a member of Lost Galaxy did best. Donovan King took the stage. Whatever became of Ronnie and Rafi was an unknown to Leon; she was always running off somewhere eventually. Ah, but he had reason to be pleased. King Don the showman was on the VIP room's stage in a matter of minutes, a tumbler of alcohol in one hand and a microphone in the other. He was performing something much more Leon's speed.

"It's my birthday, I'm 'bout to get lit-lit!
Might blow a bag on the drip-drip!
Make it all back on a quick flip, ayy!
I just need cake and a thick bitch, ayy!
I ain't have much, just a wishlist!
Now the broke nigga doin' big shit!
I got the gun lock, loaded, I'm ig-nit!
So keep one eye open like Slick Rick!
I got the drip game, nigga, I'm the big mane!
Switch lanes on 'em, hit the mid range!
Keep the big strap on me like a hitman!
It go 'click-clack, willow-wallow, bing bang!'
I ain't never been shit, ain't shit changed!
But niggas get lame when you get fame!
Can't sleep at night 'til I get brains!
Got a mean ass pipe and a dick game!"

[Apollymi]

Donnie was sure that interaction had been long... Nikki thought it'd been short. It'd probably been, a matter of perspective given both were still quite under the influence. As the night was being settled into properly, Nikki became certain of something, she probably shouldn't have been drinking... but would that stop her from having a glass of something that tasted sweet and bubbly with a high alcohol content? No... not at all. 'I wonder if I'm going to remember my birthday?' Nikki questioned herself and actually managed to have it be internal. "That's really brilliant~" Nikku murmured happily mostly to herself, she found something quite fun about watching Donnie string together music in a single instance.

While Nikki sat there considering her life and moving in her seat to the beat of the music, a young woman dressed in a dark skirt, fishnets and heels was soon sitting at her side. When had she gotten there? Right before the start, while Nikki blinked, she was sure her eyes were closed for a few minutes, but it most have only been a few seconds. And in that time she'd missed, the appearance of that dark haired young woman. "Did you pregame for this party?" Chiori questioned lightly a small smile on her face as she inspected Nikki sitting there and took a picture of those new shoes on her feet for an impromptu picture she planned to post on her own story, along with her own as if composed around sitting side by side. "Yeah, a bit... when did you get here?" Nikki wondered if maybe she was much farther gone than she thought she was... her body was tingling again, this time it seemed to start around her belly button and spread out, "I saw the body shot," the young woman said almost as if she planned to remain mostly invisible. "Seems like you're having a great time already. I might float around for a bit, but I'm going to post about the colab now, Happy Birthday Blue~" said the young woman who'd slip out from Nikki's side after that moment of acknowledgement only to hang out in the VIP's edges for a while. "Thanks, these are the most awesome shoes ever by the way~" Nikki didn't know if Chiori heard her... or if she even said it aloud. Perhaps she should have kept her adult super vision, but... the song she was hearing was still making her body move, so obviously it was all good.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie's performance was something yet released, but none could truly know if it had already been recorded or not. It didn't matter; everything he performed was done with all the energy of a new experience. He recited the first verse while keeping mobile. He moved around the stage, interacted with any who got close, continually returned his attention to Nikki... and otherwise seemed to lean into a dance using his arms to mimic a turning airplane's wings. Of course, he stopped here and there ─ especially at the end of that first verse. The music continued alone for a moment while Donnie took another quick sip of liquor. Then came the bridge.

"I got a bitch on my sofa!
I got a chip on my shoulder!
You gotta live with your karma,
And if you get hurt then you got what you supposed to!
I got hitters all over!
Told 'em this is all over!
I take the kids on drugs, and line 'em all up, and get 'em all sober!"

When the bridge reached its end, Donnie leaned right into his more 'normal' mannerisms. He placed that tumbler atop a stool to free one hand. For the second verse, he put on a display of dance maneuvers that involved various popping steps ─ a bastardization of the known 'robot' dance from the waist down. After a few steps and a single bar of the second verse, he would be pop-locking from the waist up, then blending the two to wind his entire body down, around, and back up. The song itself wasn't even in a proper order, but... such things tended to happen with Donnie's impromptu performances.

"Watch how I do it, I demonstrate, ooh~
I ain't gotta move, I renovate,
I don't really pray, I meditate, yeah!
... I ain't gotta jump, I levitate!
Always on time, I'm never late, ayy~
I was outside like every day,
Tryna turn water into lemonade!
Now I'm boo'd up like Valeray, I just wanna get away, woah~
You don't want war with a rich nigga!
You should hit the gym, get a bit bigger!
I ain't got patience for bitch niggas!
Wrap you in the basement with Big Tigger!
Your bitch is a thot, you had kids with her!
Your watch little lit, but my wrist litter, ayy~
He thought he had a plan 'til the fist hit him, ooh~
He thought he had a plan 'til the fist hit him~"

[Apollymi]

Donnie's performance had words in it, that, brought direct reactions from Nikki's body whether she would have normally wanted to react or not. A large glass in hand she was swaying one arm up in the air, moving to the beat when there was a claim made that there was a 'bitch on the sofa'. It wasn't like she trusted herself enough to stand after collapsing in this spot, she'd give herself a little longer before moving and continue greeting guests as they showed up. Speaking of those who hadn't shown up yet, one Casper Drake, had set the stage for his arrival at the night club. The last thing he'd done, which was to pick up a Lamborghini his first of such a vehicle, in a shade of blue he very much enjoyed. As he sped off towards the night club he hit the 100mph mark on the dash, before he saw lights flashing in his rearview. Perhaps he... shouldn't have driven himself. And perhaps he should have remembered that he was in the UK and thus... driving on the wrong side of the road.

At the same time, A woman with blue hair and pale skin was entering the VIP room. Her name was on the list as well... and int his case, she was entering and looking around. She spotted Nikki the exact way most people would, by virtue of bunny ears atop her head. The girl was dancing in a chair with a large cocktail glass to a rap son that admittedly even had this more refined woman with a little extra bounce in her step. "Bonne soirée, Petit Lapin~" was the greeting which made Nikki look up and grin, a single wobbly stand converted into a tiny hop occurred as a hug and two kissed cheeks occurred. "Celeste!~ Good to see you~" Nikki greeted. Inviting the woman to sit with her as she enjoyed the next bit. Nikki didn't know when she'd stood up, but knew immediately that she needed to sit back down. She'd heard every single violin in the background of the song playing and she was sure it could hear her too. Oddly enough it'd be Chiori still floating around dropping a similar drink to the other woman with a casual smile before going back to living in the performances dance moves. Nikki was doing much the same nearly squealing as she watched dance moves taking place she'd never witnessed in person, and watching her fabric choices give ripples and reactions that kept her eyes on every line.

[Bloodedge]

Whenever Donnie began dancing properly during a performance, a continuation was assured. In this case, he'd completely butchered his own song in a way ─ though that wasn't uncommon for an intoxicated performance anyway. He did it more often than not after a few drinks, or enough puffs. The rap number he was performing had already come to an end. It sort of downgraded into an extensive dance maneuver for the remainder of the beat, as if he had to actually warm himself up for the rest of the show. Perhaps he did. Donnie continued spinning, popping and flipping around the stage until the beat faded. Then... there was piano. Donnie calmed the dance maneuvers, stepping forward as a sheen became clear upon his skin. The time had come to sing instead.

"Woah-ooh... let me tell you, girl♪~
Woah-oh, woah-oh-oh♪~
Hey... here I go, here I go♪~"

As something new came together, Donnie walked forward until he abandoned the stage entirely. He'd seen Nikki stand and seat herself again. Though he didn't know who that was next to her, it didn't matter. There was a new tune in Donnie's mind, and it would begin as he slowly stepped closer to Nikki herself.

"I know you heard men say it time and time again...
That they would rock your world and change your life♪~
But I can't blame them 'cause you make a nigga
Wanna get involved♪ Wanna get them drawers♪ Woo!~
Well, I'm gon' put my bid in to get at you!♪
No disrespect but I want it bad as they dooo!♪
The only difference is they look out for themselves!
But I'm doin' it... just to hear you yell, yeah♪~"

[Apollymi]

A few more industry executives had floated in over the course of a song... a song that felt really short and like forever from Nikki's perspective. Being high and 2 strong drinks deep was giving her the weirdest concept of time and the strangest amount of over stimulation she'd ever been given. Here and now she felt those little butterflies in her lower belly as Donnie hopped off stage and came to sing directly to her. She lost track of everything for a while, except for the sound of his voice, the instrumentals and her visuals of his form. While she was deeply engaged in Donnie's performance something else was happening.

Casper Drake had been pulled over for reckless driving and while he was let off with a technical slap ont he wrist, it'd still taken up about 15 minutes of his time. He was going to have to drive the speed limit and respect all traffic laws as well, meaning he would be almost too late to get to Nikki right at the start of her birthday. Still, he was determined to make it happen he'd even convinced the officer in question with the ring in hand that he was just nervous and his mind was wandering, because of his excitement. So who would be showing up to the club in that same time frame he'd missed. A woman with wine colored hair and a regal repose. She walked with purpose, all on her own every step measured. Her head held high. The paparazzi were still in place and many were initally stunned into silence as they snapped several pieces of flash photography. Once inside she made her way to the VIP room and with only a passing word to security a check of the list and a surprised set of widening eyes, the door was opened and she was allowed to walk in. A gown too close to the victorian era trailing behind her as she stepped into a room with comfortable beats and a lad singing she'd heard in passing before. "Oh? A live private performance. I really did choose a good night," she said almost softly, as the tiara in her hair caught the light, but she didn't stop herself from standing just off to the left of the birthday girl and waiting for acknowledgement. Nikki's tunnel vision had her eyes focused until of course that presence got too close to be ignored. "Ooooh!" she said as she once again found herself standing and eventually moving that drink behind her body as if she wished to hide it. "Holy shit! She's actually here and I'm bloody wasted!" Nikki thought. Or at least... she'd thought such a thing was in her head. It wasn't... it was aloud and she'd just accidentally outed herself to the Queen of England... almost jokingly invited to her party.

[Bloodedge]

Of all the people who'd been invited to the party, perhaps no one in their right mind expected the Queen of England herself to appear. Donnie certainly didn't expect it, nor did he realize that was the next person entering the VIP section. In truth, he was fixating on Nikki during his second track of the night. His purpose of this song was more than just entertainment ─ it was to specify his interests. As fate would have it, the queen herself was near Nikki toward the end of his first verse, causing the strangest reaction from the birthday girl which... somehow fell perfectly inline with the chorus.

"Oooh!♫~
That's gonna be the sound, girl, when it's goin' down♪
Your body sayin', 'Oooh'♫~
Don't have to say my name, girl, I'm just glad you came♪
So you can say, 'Oooh', in the mornin', 'Ooh', in the night♪
You sayin', 'Oh' means, I was hittin' it right♪
Oh-ooh, woah-ooh, woah-ooh♪~
You can't be mad at me, I'm just aimin' to please, let me hear you scream, 'Oh'♫~"

All the while, Donnie didn't really know why Nikki had suddenly risen again. Maybe being high and drunk was having a strong effect on her? Well, Donnie couldn't say much about that as he continued moving forward, drink in hand once again. Leon, however... knew exactly what had come out of nowhere. He stood slightly in the distance to Nikki's other side, offering a strong salute upon witnessing the queen herself. "Jesus Bloody Christ, I can't believe it. God save the Queen..." he murmured, stunned well beyond even hearing King Don's performance.

[Apollymi]

Nikki invited the Queen of England to various events, she saw it as respectful to the most powerful woman in the land. Besides, she saw nothing wrong with sharing the spotlight on any occasion with a high-ranking woman. Still, doing something because it's right and seeing it come to fruition were two very different things. The surprise she had in her soul when she stood and hid her drink were absolutely real. She didn't even have time to properly appreciation her accidental or rather coincidental knowledge of the song lyrics. The woman with hair the color of fine wine held her posture but her body was ever so gently swaying to the music. The lad currently singing had a great voice, but that wasn't the only one she heard. Nikki herself seemed to be intoxicated enough to admit to her 'sins' on the spot. "Well, dearie, it is your birthday. You are a National Hunter. One hardly expects you to spend it being boring," the woman noted while smiling. "Oops, I said that one aloud too.... sorry, blimey I really didn't expect you to come just because I invited you... but it's a pleasure really!" Nikki exclaimed quietly.

Meanwhile, Leon was giving a salute and seemingly way too uptight. The woman waved her hand and said simple words. "At ease. I came to join the festivities. Carry on and keep an eye on the performance. I will simply sit beside the birthday girl," The Queen of England inserted herself into the birthday celebration and Nikki was left completely bewildered but as the queen took a seat, she did the same, bringing her drink back out... an finishing it off, while shifting her eyes back to Donnie with a surprised look on her face. He was moving forward with no apparent understanding of the situation. Perhaps it was the purity of the performance that allowed him to carry on without fully acknowledging the Queen's presence.

[Bloodedge]

Leon was standing fully at attention, showing utmost respect for the queen. It seemed she wasn't having any of that, though. Like everyone else, she was here for the party... for whatever reason. Were queens allowed to do that sort of thing? Well, he supposed there was no one who'd try to stop her, bar perhaps the king... but that obviously wasn't happening. "Right... bloody hell, the Queen gave me an instruction," Leon said as if he couldn't believe it, strangely satisfied. Ah, but there were even stranger occurrences at play from what he saw. One such oddity was... Donnie's continued approach even as Nikki and the queen seated themselves next to each other.

"Girl come on over and let's get this thing crackin'♪
You’ll be surprised when you see what O's I'm packin'♪
'Cause I'm young but I'm ready, tryna get hot and heavy,
Turn you out if you let me, yeah, yeah, yeah!♫~
Girl, I'm gon' take you somewhere that you never been♪
Show you some things that'll make you wanna show your friends♪
Have you so weak that you can't even say a thing♪
But that's okay, all you gotta say iiiis♪~"

What was so strange? Well, Donnie reached Nikki's location as he began the second verse. The way he saw things, the queen was just another associate of Nikki's stopping by to give birthday wishes. As such, his boast about showing things that would make her want to show her friends... came with a cheeky glance in the queen's direction, a wink and tilt of his head toward her to go along with it. Leon had a hand cupped over his mouth; he wondered if Donnie had any idea what was happening. Donnie, however, merely kept singing as if nothing was amiss. He was only becoming more vocal and energetic as time passed.

"Oooh!♫~
That's gonna be the sound, girl, when it's goin' do-oooown♪
Your body sayin', 'Oooh'♫~
Don't have to say my name, girl, I'm just glad you came♪
So you can say, 'Oooh', in the mornin', 'Ooh', in the ni-hiiight♪
You sayin', 'Oh' means, I was hittin' it riiight♪
Oh-ooh, woah-ooh, woah-ooh♪~
You can't be mad at me, I'm just aimin' to please, let me hear you scream, 'Oh'♫~"

[Apollymi]

Leon was a strange man. The Queen looked at him, remembering him from the earlier stages of gaining S-ranks in the UK. Dandeleon Postwick wasn't a young man she'd seen directly but here he was, at the birthday party of Nikoleta Corbyn seemingly excited to have received an instruction. "You are quite the obedient one," the Queen mentioned. Perhaps she was thinking about something or maybe it was simply the way she spoke. Regardless, Nikki found herself sitting and taking another sip out of her cup, if only to settle her nerves a bit. Her sister was... conspicuously missing at a time like this...

Veronica Corbyn hadn't been there for the Queen's entrance, if only because she was by her own desires being rocked steadily to the beat of this song, with one of her ridiculously long legs, up and over the shoulder of a blue haired young man she intended to have buried rather deeply inside herself, his cock properly covered in a condom for safety purposes. While that occurred the Queen herself listened to lyrics which stirred her body and had her gently rocking in place, not visibly but her foot was at least tapping along, as were fingers daintily kept in her lap. That cheeky glance was met with a raised eyebrow, one which was likely only visible to Nikki and Donnie given proximity. "Something you want to tell me?" The Queen asked of Nikki who took another sip of her drink. "I mean I absolutely have been doing that thing and I was surprised," Nikki commented. "So, forward and relaxed," The Queen seemed mostly amused by the antics of the National Hunter. "I know I said I was going to tell everyone, but I didn't think I'd tell the bloody Queen, at my birthday party, while being off my ass... today," Nikki couldn't believe the day she'd been having, and once again had words falling out of her mouth. But her eyes, they'd gone back to watching Donnie and her ears had been accosted and she was... a bit entranced. Watching his movements she was sure she was seeing them in slow motion. She should probably stop drinking, but by the time her glass was empty, Chiori was slipping a different one into her hand like she'd come along just to make sure the girl kept drinking.

[Bloodedge]

Was Leon obedient? If the Queen of England wanted him to be, he definitely was! Any true Englishman should be willing to say the same! Whatever that statement was suppose to mean, Leon accepted it with silent pride. His demeanor only shifted when shock overtook him ─ mostly because he didn't think King Don knew what he was doing in that second verse. Was he going to be beheaded? Surely not, right? Well, Donnie had no such thoughts in mind. In fact, he saw the regal-looking woman as someone who refrained from moving too freely with the music. Unacceptable! Something had to be done... and as always, Donnie would begin with his vocals toward the end of another verse.

"'Oh' is for that overtime I'm puttin' in♪~
We'll go for hours take a break and go at in again♪
Girl, I'll work my way from A all the way to Z♪
But trust me, baby girl, O is where you wanna be!♪
'Cause believe me when I tell you, I'm not tryna tell you what to do♪
'Cause when it's said and done the choice ain't mine, it's really up to you!♪
Just say, 'Yes', don't fix your mouth to tell me, 'No!'♪
... Drop that bottom draw for me...! AND JUST SAY OOOOOOOOOOOOH-HOOOOOOOH!~
OOOOOO-OH-OH-OOOH, OH-OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH, OH-OH-OH-OOH-OOH
WOAH-WOAH-WOAH, WOAH-WOAH-WO-O-OAH!♫"

The song itself wasn't over, but what was over... was the buildup to the truth behind Lost Galaxy's members. Some believed, or rather understood, that each of them had a state they could enter at will. The music bled through every pore of every member, becoming something like an infection to the listeners. Even Leon, who favored the 'rapper' side of King Don, was abandoning his wild thoughts to listen with an elevated heartbeat. There were no more fun and games to be had, though Donnie seemed to be having the most fun thus far as he hopped back, bounced, flipped his hair and poured his very soul into the microphone. Of course, that rumbling sensation felt by others in the vicinity wasn't solely Donnie's sound ─ it was also a physical sensation from the wild crowd out in the open club.

[Apollymi]

Whatever the Queen thought of Leon, she wouldn't be saying immediately. No... she was far too busy resisting the urge to move. Fidgeting was strictly frowned upon. She'd be taught long ago how to uphold propriety in public spaces. The fact that even her fingers and toes managed to move past the impulse to hold, was actually quite stunning. But obviously not enough for the lad performing. The performances of Lost Galaxy were known worldwide, and individual members of the group were... without question forces of nature. In this case, Donnie's vocals and the music seemed to be spreading. Nikki, experienced this her body wiggling in place like a lass in the midst of coitus just because she reacted so naturally. Many others in the room were doing much the same. Others didn't struggle, by the time the music broke into its most charged moment, Ronnie was experiencing one of the best orgasms of her life.

Meanwhile, the Queen was having her body and soul accosted by sound, in a way she was tacitly aware of but also found quite enjoyable. Actually her body moved without her consent, her hips swaying in the seated position her hand moving to cover her own heart like she could feel it aching along with a gentle flush on her face. Oh well... this seemed to be a private enough event surely it wouldn't be a problem. "Good show. I see why you enjoy his company," the Queen mentioned with something resembling propriety, but there was a little edge to it. Meanwhile, Nikki was in the midst of her own recovery looking at Donnie with wide eyes. "I enjoy something," she murmured softly. "I'm not one to tell King Don, how to handle things, but mate. It might be against the law or something to make the Queen feel you magically~" Nikki said while tilting her own head back and carrying on as she'd been instructed. "Bloody rude aren't I? Should I make an introduction? Did you want a drink?" Nikki was putting her head back together, but the space between her legs was throbbing and thus functioning as a distract her mind didn't need when the Queen of England was sitting right beside her. Little did anyone else, know the Queen had also felt that rumbling and was having a similar experience within her loins that made her shift even more...

[Bloodedge]

"Oooh!♫~
That's gonna be the sound, girl, when it's goin' do-oooown♪
Your body sayin', 'Oooh'♫~
Don't have to say my name, girl, I'm just glad you came♪
So you can say, 'Oooh', in the mornin', 'Ooh', in the night♪
You sayin', 'Oh' means, I was hittin' it riiight♪
Oh-ooh, woah-ooh, woah-ooh♪~
You can't be mad at me, I'm just aimin' to please, let me hear you scream, 'Oh'♫~"

Any effort to dissuade Donnie's behavior was completely in vain. At this point in the song, his vision didn't even function properly. It was a phenomenon that wouldn't make sense to most. All he could see was the flow of music, and those who were reached by the message. In this case, there was Nikki: the brightest thing in his sights. The queen wasn't invisible however, being his secondary target of the moment... and the same could be said of that brown-haired girl keeping herself mostly out of the fray. None of that mattered, though. Nothing registered to his ears apart from the song and the shuffling... which he was starting to see from everyone relevant now. With that, Donnie could no longer help himself. He was just off the stage, glass down again. He fell back and kept himself supported with his right foot and left hand, grinding and humping into the open air in rhythm with a very consistent roll of the spine ─ especially during every tempo change.

"Let me hear you say, 'Oh' when I'm hittin' it!♪
Let me hear you say, 'Oh' when I'm gettin' it!♪
OH, OH, OH, OH, OOOOH!♫~
Let me hear you say, 'Oh' when you come through the door!♪
Let me hear you say, 'Oh' from the bed to the floor!♪
... NOW SOMEBODY SAY MY NAAAAAAAAAAME!♫~
Let me hear you say, 'Oh' when the sun goin' down!♪
Let me hear you say, 'Oh' when you can't make another sound!♪
... NOW SCREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAM!♫~
Baby girl, let me hear me scream, OH!
Baby girl, let me hear me scream, O-OOOH!♫~
OH, OH, OH, OH, OOOOH!♫~"

[Apollymi]

The song continued and the young women in the room seemed to be feeling it quite a lot. Chiori, who'd been moving around behind the bar and essentially cosplaying as the help had eventually, found herself leaning against the counter elbows propped up watching. Her legs in a thigh highs and a crazy set of scissor heels while she casually bounced her hips behind the bar in a way no one could see. A pale face with dark lipstick even managed to look lightly amused as she kept tabs. Meanwhile, the Queen was taking in a show with a bit more... obvious visual interest.

Nikki had commentary but she understood something when she looked at Donnie dancing and moving. He was in his own element. Though her own form of art wasn't a performance, she could easily understand what it was like to only see the art happening in front of you. Whatever he could visualize, it had nothing to do with normal interactions. No... instead her eyes were simply drawn to thrusting hips and an amount of balance which made her wonder if she was truly about to be able to have the sort of fun she'd not had in quite a long time. 'What an active amount of movement for someone who hasn't missed a note,' the Queen thought appreciatively. There were many uses for stamina like what was being shown, and a quick glance in Nikki's direction as she casually slipped out of her glass, said that the young National Hunter was... very well aware of those uses. Actually that girl's legs had begun to bounce her hips shifting as if they wanted to go up and down repeatedly. The Queen herself had basically given up on not swaying and chose the beat to follow with her own movements still mostly all centered on the hips. Oh well... screaming Oh, seemed to be what he wanted from the lot. She wondered how concerts for this lad didn't just devolved into orgies, but those eyes of the Queen's didn't move at all from him once she noticed his moves.