<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

"Damn, let her live," Donnie said in the wake of Melty's jab at another princess. He didn't need much context at all to know what was meant there. He did, however, require information about knighthood in the event of Mirellia's untimely demise. Knighthood was attached to his life, according to Mirellia. Melty would be able to revoke it, but it seemed no loss would naturally occur. In fact, it didn't sound like Melty would do anything but assign him as her own Queen's Knight anyway. "Bet bet. That's good to know, just in case. But don't go dyin' Queen Lia♪~" Donnie said, causing Aultcray and Auric to look suspiciously ─ Aultcray at Donnie, and Auric at Mirellia herself. To Aultcray, there was madness afoot. Being so informal with the prince and princess was one thing, but the queen?! Surely he should have his knighthood stripped immediately! As for Auric, he could only look at his mother and wonder why she, the queen herself, was so greedy as to try usurping a position meant for the youth! "Mind yourself, Mother," he said in an almost threatening manner.

Iris Postwick favored a series Donnie rather liked. Already, he had a reason to enjoy almost everyone in the extended family of Nikki. Nikki could see her getting along with the princess, but based on preferences and perceived weirdness, Donnie had another thought. "Shiii─I could see her gettin' along wit' me! Nerds gotta stick together. I told that Italian girl last night!" he explained. Soon enough, Donnie was then left in the camp of the surprised after taking some time to rationalize Melty's age... or rather, fail to do so. The girl wanted a hug, as was normal for female fans of his... and she looked the part of a short college student who'd be asking for such. Bodies did tend to be all over the place, but her face had a certain maturity as well. Besides, wasn't that magic he felt lingering on his hand? Per Ronnie's warning, he should be watching out for another Nikki when answering the princess's request. What she may or may not have known, was the fact that Donnie had once been that very same teenager, and would have been more actively so if he'd met her 6 years before. "I mean, good lookin' out, but..." Donnie had nothing more to offer than a shrug. He wouldn't take any actions of his own, but he couldn't and wouldn't deter Melty as one who knew how grass grew on that side of the fence. He turned to the blue-haired lass with open arms that would meet at her middle back if they were to embrace. "Aight Princess Melly, get some love," he said while bringing in his half of the exchange. All things considered, there was no way Melty could truly be as extreme as Nikki... or her own mother... right?

[Apollymi]

Donnie in a moment got to hear the roast of a certain young royal from the mouth of none other than Melty herself, by coomparison. He claimed that the other woman should be allowed to live after that but Melty simply shrugged while her mother gathered herself. "You wouldn't say that if you knew her… she is at best a political headache and at worst someone trying for a medival style takeover. No one has time for that kind of behavior in modern society," Melty asserted, proving at least a little that her brain was a very active thing, even while she pined over someone like King Don. Soon enough the lad was being allowed to hear what the Queen had to say about his potential long term employment as a knight, and wiith the clarification he was fine to continue. He even went on to use his term of endearment for her, causing her son to warn her against, presumably involvement in their strange game. The suspicious look of her husband was noted and she could only shake her head in general amusement, "Mind myself? You must really be having quite a bit of fun~" Mirellia said. Well, she'd already explained her initial meeting with Donnie to her son so she wasn'g toing to be upset about it. She'd not seen so her children so actively inspired to do anything in quite a while, she'd allow them their fun, while being able to see the entire picture from a different perspective.

Beyond that was the explanation about Iris Postwick and her getting clearance to come to the palace and essentially have a playdate with Princess Melty. Nikki talked her cousin up as she always would but Donnie had quite a bit to say. "I'm sure you would but a little warning about Iris, she's the scary kind of nerd. Not like all into her fandom, but… brilliant in a way that can be called terrifying. And I mean that with absolute love," Nikki said with Ronnie nodding along. Iris was a monster, on a different plane of existence. As for the explanation of Melty's age and the potential consequences, Donnie had about the reaction Ronnie expected. She also wasn't that far displaced from her youth, or that of her younger sister. She knew the truths of 'fast' girls and 'grown' boys more than most as a target of them in a lot of cases. Still there was a bit of knoweldge about the Royal family that said… he'd get caught up in something strange if he acted up too much. At the same time, Melty had decided she wanted a hug, and Donnie was willing to give it. She stepped forward arms still extended and they'd clasp around the ald's back. He was still shirtless so fo course her face made direct contact with his skin as she touched him. That gentle tingling sensation spread down her face and straight into the core of her body. She almost coo'd aloud at the warmth. "Aaah! He's so warm!~" Melty murmured as her hands began to wander down his back as if looking for more flesh. It was such an odd magical reaction that Nikki also watched it. "I remember looking like that~" Nikki said with light amusement. After more seconds than it felt like in a lifetime, Mirellia cleared her throat. "Melty, dear. You're going to have to let him go at some point," she said with nothing but amusement in her voice. A hug that had to have lasted eternity but also only lasted for 30 or so seconds ended with the blushing face of Melty reluctantly pulling away from Donnie's chest. "Oh, yes. Quite right," she muttered touhing her own face like she could still feel him there. Just a moment of contact and she was sure she wanted a bit more. She didn't move from Donnie's side, but a satisfied little smirk appeared on her face. She also tilted her head back, and stuck her tongue out at her brother, the one childish thing natural too her being as she secured a most special sort of victory.

[Bloodedge]

From what was said about the princess named Malty, Donnie imagined she was one he'd call... aggressively white. It sounded of privilege and ambition, which he knew to be a terrible combination as a minority living in the United States. No matter. He'd seen all sorts, and dealt with that type before. "No biggie," he said plainly. Perhaps it would have been better for Donnie to consider the 'royal' part of that equation, but where was he going to get that baseline? Chances were, he'd have to find out one day. Just the same, Mirellia and her son would have to make some discoveries about each other's wavelength. The lad told his mother to mind herself. Naturally, he thought the old woman had no place in this war of teens. If only he knew the actual hierarchy. "Fun? This isn't fun, Mother ─ it is an important part of growth, which you've already had your time for!" the prince insisted.

Iris was another individual Donnie required multiple warnings for. The state of her brain was apparently a thing of terror, well beyond the norm one might find in 'nerd society' and the like. From what he'd seen of the girl, however, Donnie couldn't view the lass as inhuman. If she was a little quirky, or even quirky beyond understanding... that was fine. "I ain't worried about that either. As long as we got some common ground, I can chop it up with anybody!" he said confidently. Those words would probably remain true in the future, whenever he properly met the oddball herself. Speaking of oddballs though, Donnie was opening his arms to enter an odd situation with the princess. A simple hug restored that tingle from earlier, and... enabled it to grow and fester. Thirty seconds or so passed. A long hug was nothing too weird during fan meetings for Donnie, but the true strangeness came when Mirellia talked the girl into letting go. The action was reluctant, and the separation itself was... magnetic? Donnie felt as if something had begun pulling just beneath his skin, almost forcing his posture to remain. "Yo, hol' on. Y'all talkin' about weird, but what's up with this magic?" he asked. Though he wouldn't say in front of everyone else, Donnie could just slightly compare the current sensation to... the very specific way he'd been stuck within Mirellia ─ more a pull than a catch. That moment was worth Waver's attention. The black-haired man stepped forward, reaching out with the intention of touching Melty's shoulder and making more headway on his hypotheses. "That must be what I felt earlier. Let me see. . ."

[Apollymi]

Donnie was only partly prepared for the kind of person that Princess Malty was. Still if he was certain he could handle it, Melty wouldn't bother saying anymore. The types of people Malty dealt with, she likely wouldn't see him as worth it, unless she thought she could use his seduction as a way of getting rid of Queen Mirellia, Princess Melty and her own mother, which was likely all the thought a young woman like her would put into such a situation. Still, as Queen Mirellia and her son had a bit of a conversation the lad made his stance on the woman known. This wasn't 'fun' for him, it was him taking on something he thought she'd outgrown long ago. "I am still not that old you know? But as you like, you'll learn that lesson on your own eventually," Mirellia decided without having to interfere too much. Without her grandmother around, perhaps it was time to stop sheltering the prince so much… he'd have to expand his understanding of the world the old fashioned way.

At the same moment, Ronnie and Nikki were looking at each other and soon enough laughing. Though Donnie was right about having something in common enough with Iris to make up the difference for quirks. Nikki hadn't been talking about a few personality flaws, she'd been talking about a child with a brain beyond normal comprehension, and with the emotional volatility of a seven year old hyped up on birthday cake. "If you say so, I don't doubt your ability to chat with her, mate," was all Nikki would say. Ah but speaking of oddities touching Melty created another one. A pull not unlike the one he'd experienced wiith Mirellia which had Melty touching the bare skin of his chest with her face for long enough for an impression to be made on her person, and it was one that immediately replaced the one originally made in her day. 'Really it's been a great day!~' Melty thought before thinking back on the magical aspects of the day. "Oh right, Mother. Waver suggests I need a more magical doctor. He thinks there is something going on with me," Melty asserted with all the authority of a girl who understood bodily changes were normal but also knew to ask to sate her own curiosity. "Oh, is she awakening? I figured it might be a bit early for her…" Mirellia stated. The youngest awakening in the UK currently was Aubree Williams and that girl was a physical specimen. What would Waver find upon placing his hand back on Melty? The tingle beneath her skin still remained, but the magnetism of the sensation was no longer there… How curious. At the same time Melty was pleased but wished to remain close to King Don. That could have been normal teenager things, but Nikki was watching fairly closely. Still, Mirellia could only sigh, the whole situations surrounding Hunters and hunter life could only get more involved as time went on. Mirellia added Melty to the Hunter's Doctor list and scheduled a physical for her from her phone while the conversation continued. "Anymore findings Waver?" Melty asked qith pure curiosity, she figured if her teacher had more thn a passing interest in something that it was likely worth a bit of extra care in her own case.

[Bloodedge]

Beyond the strange war of Melromarcs, there was a strange sensation that came from the royal family's members ─ at least those of the female persuasion. Donnie had felt himself being physically pulled into Mirellia earlier, and now had a similar sensation from Melty. Oddly enough, he wasn't the only one to know that feeling in some way. Waver's hand had actually been stuck to Melty just recently, so he reached out to perform a test. Melty herself took the time to mention her need of a new doctor, which Waver added to. "I wouldn't call it an awakening. Those are usually more sudden than that, and she doesn't show any other signs. I can't even call this the sort of mana reaction I've seen before... but it is a mana reaction," the man explained as best he could. Whatever he thought would happen when he reached for Melty's shoulder... didn't happen at all. He felt nothing but a tingle, weaker even than the first he experienced, and not even comparable to the magnetism he knew. "This isn't doing what it was before. I actually don't understand it at all. Earlier, I couldn't pull my hand away."

As of that statement, Donnie had a point of comparison. Not being able to pull away was something he was becoming more acquainted with ─ especially now. "Yeah, I got that! I feel it right now. Like a tractor beam, on some sci-fi shit," he chimed. Donnie even raised one hand, holding it loosely enough for the pull to take effect on its own. If nothing changed, he'd soon be making contact with Melty again. "This is all a load of madness. Can we have some form of propriety in the palace?" asked a voice without true sound, coming from the lips of King Aultcray. If anyone even heard it, those words would be more accurately described as writing in one's ears instead of sound reaching them. Donnie simply carried on as normal. "It's definitely weird, but I ain't getting any freaky vibes. Well, I mean... besides maybe a song, but I been feelin' those like clockwork for a minute now."

[Apollymi]

The strange war between the Melromarc siblings was temporarily put on hold. Not because either side had given up but simply because something more pressing had become the topic of conversation. Queen Mirellia was having an entire thought process about her daughter's impending awakening, but her teacher, a high ranking Hunter with great senses claimed it wasn't exactly that. "Another anomalous existence right here at home. I might just have to call proper help," Mirellia decided in the moment. Before a new doctor, a chat with Albertus Animusphere would be necessary. That was easily done she supposed. Before now, Waver hadn't been able to remove a hand from the girl… "Hm, I can still feel the tingles though," Melty said. "They aren't as strong as before," she stated honestly without much to go by.

Just the same, Donnie mentioned a similar feeling and the hand he had hovering on its own, was soon being drawn directly towards Melty's sternum, to make contact with the bare skin above her chest. That same statement of light tingles wouldn't be true at all on Donnie's end as she could feel tingles spreading along her skin, making her flesh goose and sending a jolt directly into her own loins. "Tingles are stronger here," she stated as if this was all an experiment but inside she was far too excited to care about anything else. This would likely be replacing her previous stuck memory at least in part. The words of Aultcray, weren't even registering to any of the young women present. Nikki for hr part in this had something to say. "No, it's definitely something magical, I can see it. Definitely being pulled, one set stronger than the other," the younger Corbyn sister mentioned. "Is it only the girl… is it a gender thing?" Ronnie mused aloud as she moved a bit closer to Auric feeling that he might have been a better test subject than the old king she'd only spared a glance for originally out of respect for the queen. "You don't mind do you?~ It's probably worth knowing if it's a family thing, a girl thing or a new thing~" Veronica asked of the prince, knowing that in all of her life, there was a man or man-child who'd ever actually said no to her. Her hand would extend to make contact with the side of his face, a moment of sheer curiosity happening for the woman with cat-like curiosity. Whatever propriety the King wanted, he wouldn't find it in a room full of Hunters and horny teens… at this point he should be glad no one had said anything directly against the rules of common decency. Though his own children were closer to do so than most. No matter what was decided, eventually they'd have to move on and Mirellia had one more thing to say about that which she would when things settled.

[Bloodedge]

The touch of Waver didn't register as that same familiar pull, but it was definitely something. An anomaly was an anomaly, he supposed. Sadly, it gave him no form of baseline for current experimentation. "Well, if it isn't as strong as before... it could still be an aftereffect," he considered. Nikki's words about magic, however, restored the original train of thought. Someone with more experience would be necessary. Regardless, the 'tingles' Melty felt were reportedly more powerful with the American musician. That original pull hadn't gone anywhere, but had instead shifted targets, as evident when Donnie's hand was pulled toward Melty's chest. A flat palm produced heat Donnie didn't intend, and it wasn't going anywhere soon. "Yeah, that's wild. It feel kinda like uh... that thing earlier," he said with no added detail. All the while, Aultcray's mouth continued moving to no avail.

Auric had plenty of reason to be upset with Melty, but that would disappear within moments. Why? Well, ongoing experimentation had the ever curious Veronica Corbyn coming his way. She wanted to check it being a trait of the royal family, or something to do with gender? She could sign him up! Auric would only wish she'd touch his cock, but it seemed she was reaching for his face instead. Oh well. "Oh I don't mind at all! You're allowed to touch wherever you like!" the boy said, not an ounce of shame or a sign of secondary thoughts in his response. Auric became dead silent apart from the thumping of his own heart, and the very loud prayers in his head. 'For Christ's sake, be stuck! Be stuck and do some... I don't know, magical aphrodisiac thing!'

[Apollymi]

The group within the Audience Chamber was having a casual academic and experimental conversation. Melty was the topic as her magic was apparently beginning even without other signs of awakening. It was now of casual interest to various people in the room so they were all letting their curiosities lead them forward. "I can see the pull it's definitely happening here but it's different from the normal types of things I see when two different things touch," Nikki explained of herself in an almost casual way. As Donnie's hand collided with Melty's chest he claimed it was like the thing earlier. Nikki could assume he meant the magical thing that happened when he bedded the Queen, which meant this sort of thing was definitely at least femal hereditary. "If it's similar to that sort of thing then I suppose there are quite a few things to question," said Mirellia understanding that if such a thing was similar then there would be quite a specific extra factor. "Is it like that? I didn't feel that thing earlier, I only saw it's effects. Brother and Waver were mortified," Melty presented more information that made it even stranger to Nikki.

"That's mental," she said finally. All the same she'd soon diverted her eyes as Melty begrudgingly took a single step back due to a look her mother gave her, allowing the space between her and Donnie and missing the warmth of his hand as soon as the separation happened. At the same time, Prince Auric was making a very peculiar address to Veronica Corbyn as all young men did when conftroned with her in the flesh. "Auric," Mirellia said in warning. Of course, it was Ronnie so she just smiled. "That's a perfectly normal reaction to me. I've been getting exactly that response regardless of the man and his age, for almost a decade, yeah?~" she said as if amused by it. Soon after that one hand was making contact, gently touching the side of the lad,'s face. Veronica didn't find her hand to be stuck, so much as she found it ever so gently pulled at magically. Actually for his trouble the Prince would receive a little shock like static. "Definitely a pull just a little, maybe it’s a hidden quality of the mana in the family?" she offered. Her own was electrical, Nikoleta's had something odd with it too… it wouldn't have been unheard of. "Probably, they got the same kind of look to them, at different depths to it, yeah, that's how I'd describe it. Same type of look but different richness to each variation. But… again I'm no magical scientist," Nikki said her hands up in the air. Still it was odd that she'd not noticed such a thing before the Queen had her bout with Donnie. Mabe there was something to sex that was more than just mentally empowering? "Alright, I've taken all the notes, and I'll be discussing that with the right person later. Now… I think I have one more thing to do. Donovan, I'm gifting you a plane and since it is so new, a pilot who doesn't mind the crazy potential travel. We can break now and go see everything you'd like," she offered willing to move away from the audience chamber and keep from potentially witnessing her son's descent into the rest of puberty. And with that Ronnie would be letting go of the prnce's face but not without offering the lad a playful wink as she slipped away and back over to her sister. She didn't want to ruin the lad's day.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed there were quite a few things to figure out about Princess Melty and whatever magical phenomenon was happening around her. Waver was clever enough to extrapolate the secret little exchange related to Queen Mirellia and Donovan, figuring they had a magnetic sort of occurrence during their earlier tryst. Ah, but that was clearly being kept secret. He wouldn't be one to ruin the children's minds, even though Auric seemed to be throwing his own away at the moment. Speaking of Auric, a word from his mother would not stop his behavior. Was that supposed to be a warning? "Business of the youth, Mother!" he replied snippily. Much to his pleasure, the supermodel offered him a cheeky wink upon releasing his face. A new core memory had been established. Ah, if only they could have been stuck together... but at least there was something. "Surely it's because I have already learned control of my magic! If you've another test, I'll take it!" he offered.

The prince's deviance and Melty's oddities would be addressed in greater detail at a later time. For now, Mirellia addressed Donnie once more in regards to the plane she'd promised. Its potential was such that a specific type of pilot was required, and indeed one was ready. "Oh right, yeah! My bad, I forgot about that part with all the... uhh... knighting stuff," Donnie stated. Of course, there were much more important reasons for his memory lapse in this case, but that was not something to discuss. Donnie readied himself to see the plane in question. When everyone was beginning to move out, Auric decided it was time to address Melty again... this time without the sibling animosity between them. "Psst! Sister..." he whispered. Auric's aim was to isolate himself and the princess at the back of the group, all for a bit of... clever plotting.

[Apollymi]

The oddities surrounding the Melromarc children were quite interesting to see. Melty might have been on the verge of awakening and in less control of her magical abilities, but they weren't lacking in the lad either. When Mirellia spoke to her son, he claimed that he was occupied with the business of the youth, "Right… is that what you're calling it?" Mirellia wondered. Children were so odd when they thought they were getting away with something. The Queen was biting a laugh at the absurdity of it, at least when she was saying things like that to her mother and grandmother, she'd actually already done the work of gaining experience and having better made excuses. No matter, she was going to leave all of that for now… and log it away. Beyond that the lad had been given a wink by Ronnie and claimed that he was simply more in control of his magic, he also claimed he'd submit to any tests she had to offer. Ronnie looked at the lad and smiled that same flirty smile she always used, "If I think of a test for you, I'll let you know~" Ronnie was so unbothered, but strangely she'd already slain more than her fair share of virgins. And if asked she'd state that she hated teaching people how to shag and wouldn't take on the responsibility unless it was a very special case.

Whether the Prince counted as such a case or not, would be left up in the air. Something not up in the air, was the fact that Donnie was owed a plane and a pilot which he'd be getting. The Queen after quite a long conversation and enough rest to make sure her legs wouldn't wobble, would be leading the group outside and to an air field installed specifically for the use of the royal family. All the while, Melty was being called upon by her brother, and as a good little sister, she'd fall into line with him, terse though she was, "Brother this had better be good. I could be walking beside King Don," she muttered quietly, willing to hear him out at least. Whatever they discussed they'd eventually be lead outside, to a place where a line of jets with military grade armoring sat. Mirellia would be stopping by one. "This one is going to be yours and your pilot will be… Clifford…" she stated assuming that man would appear at raised voices and the like.

[Bloodedge]

By Auric's approximation, he was being directly flirted with by Veronica Corbyn. She didn't necessarily present as his 'type' of woman, but at this point in his life... the specific type didn't matter. Besides, it was Veronica Corbyn. She physically did more than make up for missing any desired personality traits. Maybe he'd find an opportunity to discuss some things with her later. Or maybe... since she was so clearly flirting with him, perhaps he'd just wait for her to find some secrecy between them and make one of those desperate grabs for attention. Before any of that, though, he had reason to pull Melty aside ─ much to her immediate disdain. She surely could have been walking beside King Don, but... "Oh hush! You could be there, but I could be rubbing against one of those fat arses up front! Listen! They're going to be getting on one of these private planes, probably going to America, right? What say you we... behave like the children Mother keeps talking about?~"

At that time, Donnie was at the head of the line, stepping out to see a large, white plane with gold embroidery, jet engines that exuded magic, and a general appeal that Donnie could only consider as... "Yooo, this plane got swagger!" Already, Donnie was proving himself to be the right person to take along. The pilot, 'Clifford' as Mirellia called him, would be dropping down from the plane's left aileron. He looked every bit a ruffian, including spiky orange hair kept back by a black band, which... for whatever reason, had two metal rings against his forehead. An Australian-born somewhere in his mid-twenties, the man called Clifford looked more like a grease monkey than a pilot, but... that MagiTech vest, gauntlets and greaves said otherwise. "Ya' got that right! This beaut' right here's gonna pull Mach Five like nobody's business. Stabilizers are a little short, but that's alright. These here magic engines don't have much weight to 'em!" he rambled while approaching the group, first acknowledging Mirellia, then the others. "Ma'am. Everybody. Crow Hogan. I'll be your pilot, I reckon."

[Apollymi]

Auric might have thought he was being flirted with directly, but Veronica Corbyn was a bit more complicated than that. The fact that she lived her existence as a 'catty' person meant her nterest moved with the winds and her seriousness was dependent solely on how she felt. For the prince's wellness, she was simply being her normal friendly self, if it was anything more there likely would have been an incident of some sort. "Don't be crass, Brother," she said with slight indignation initially. Still, he wasn't exactly wrong about the potential for them to board the private jet and take a trip. "I mean… Mother does always say we don't know enough about the world. And she couldn't actually be mad if we took a bit of initiative, right?" Melty was busy making something somewhat crazy make a great deal of sense in her head. And as such the children were planning, plotting and technically becoming the British Royal Version of a political headache.

In the meantime, the Queen was walking everyone to that private airfield, while Donnie took point and Nikki and Ronnie were casually chatting. They'd seen this sort of thing while they ere walking around and actually… well, they'd be sending Donnie a picture of them in aviator sungalsses vests and thongs in front of this very same plane that they'd taken earlier in the morning. "It does, I picked this one and its pilot specifically for you and the lifestyle you live in general," the Queen mentioned quite proud of herself. Speaking of that pilot, a man with orange hair who was obviously quite the interesting individual. "Crow, huh… yeah I see how we got there nice to meet ya'~" Nikki offered. Veronica gave a playful salute and a wink and Mirellia smiled. "Clifford is one of our most decorated pilots, and has the most hours flying these prototype planes. He is also the most free-spirited so he doesn't need a manifest or extra warning of where he might be going. I thought he'd suit you all best, and that the extra activity would keep him out of trouble~" Mirellia mentioned like she'd simply found the best solution to several problems at once. Beyond all of that, she'd be leaving the group to their preparations with nothing much left to say, while they got to know each other.

[Bloodedge]

The royal siblings were quite close to another little spat, as always, but that wouldn't be the case this time. Auric had quite the idea. Melty, the girl who would one day inherit the crown, seemed fond of it as well ─ even producing a sham of an excuse in keeping with their shared demeanor in the moment. "My thoughts exactly. We'll just be going out to get a bit of experience, won't we? They surely won't be leaving immediately. We've got time to find a good place to hide~" he suggested. Apparently, the young Melromarcs had some capacity to get along after all. Auric would even further that while nudging Melty along. "Mother! I've never been on an airplane before. We're going to have a look inside!" he announced.

Meanwhile, Donnie was having a casual glance over the plane, impressed by its sleek design. Mirellia claimed it, and its pilot, were chosen with Donnie's lifestyle in mind. He could see that. "Can't lie, it's pretty gangsta! Big ups, Queen Lia!" he harped while the man calling himself 'Crow' stepped up. Unlike the royals, Crow was able to meet Donnie with an exchange of 'dap' without any prompting. "Ayy, my nigga! Aussie, right?" he greeted. "Born and raised, mate! Been knockin' around the UK for a bit longer than I meant, but that's alright," Crow answered. As for the other two darker individuals in this group, Crow received a pair of greetings... and gave a look of recognition. "Oy, it's you two! Yeah yeah, I saw you lot around here earlier. Fuck me, you could both haul more than a ute behind. Fair dinkum good view I got while you were muckin' about!" he spoke to the Corbyn sisters, looking them both up and down. "So, silly question, what kind of flight are we takin' here? Looks more like club prep than a commercial jet."

[Apollymi]

1:12 AM

One thing that existed in the Melromarc siblings was a normal… sibling relationship. Though they bickered, argued and talked down to each other, but in certain aspects of life they would come together to conquer the world. Their decision to travel to America and take some new experiences for themselves was one such moment. "Very good idea, Brother," Melty agreed completely. The deviance with which the Melromarc children were moving could have been commended if not for their lack of common sense. Oh well, some would learn eventually. The Queen didn't even flinch as her children called to her, claiming to want to see the inside of the plane. "Yes, dears. Be careful," that was about all the extra parenting one could have for a pair of teens. She figured her children were likely just very excited about the whole situation… she couldn't see what theyw ere about to do coming, because it was so outlandish it didn't really make sense.

Things that did make sense however, were the casual level of interaction between Crow as he preferred to be called and Donnie. But before that, a claim of big ups, came to Mirellia, which she assumed meant something closer to thank you for the consideration, a smile entered her face. "I am glad it suits you," she said pleased beyond normal reason. As for Crow, he was extending a hand for dap and being recognized as a Aussie by Donnie. Though his casual commentary about his long stay in the United Kingdom, wouldn't be allowed to pass without a bit of passing clarification. "Commandeering, a Black Bird and taking it on a joyride with no military creditentials or even a flight license does have a habit of extending one's stay in a place," Mirellia said still with the dry sarcasm and mild humor all British people seemed to have. Soon enough a bit of recognition was coming Nikki and Ronnie's way, by virtue of how he sounded, Crow might have been present for their earlier photoshoot. "What, mate? Were you around for that… I thought we were alone~" Nikki said amused but obviously unbothered. "What's a ute?" Ronnie asked, understanding by context but not the specifics. As for the flight manifest, Mirellia could only help lightly, "I know he is first going to New York. After that you're to go where he wishes. Your going pay will stay the same, I simply ask that you refrain from making trouble. And in case that wasn't clear enough, this plane is yours to keep Donovan. Consider it a welcome gift for your new position," Mirellia said, essentially gifting the man his wings and turning him over to Donnie's direct patronage, no more gross oversight by the royal family.

[Bloodedge]

And so, the prince and princess were off to 'explore' the plane. Everything seemed normal, but Crow was looking their way as they walked by. Those two weren't experiencing innocent curiosity; those were two future stowaways. Oh well. He wasn't going to dissuade or out anyone who intended to break rules or law. What were a couple of stowaways on his plane anyway? Well, everyone else present would be getting context from Queen Mirellia soon enough. The tale of Crow 'commandeering' a Blackbird was from quite some time ago, but he'd only recently been freed of the charge. "I knew you been locked up!" Donnie said in recognition of the way this man carried himself. At the same time, Crow was aghast. "Oy?! And I landed it perfectly! Hell of a way to miss the important part," he griped after the queen's tale. Moving on to the two women, Crow had a very vivid image of them in his mind ─ specifically of their bare asses. "Yeah nah, I was up in the engine. You lot do that kind of thing a lot? It'd make a ripsnorter of a flight, I tell ya'!" Crow rambled.

While the orange-haired man was ogling the Corbyn sisters, Ronnie herself asked about the term 'ute' and its meaning. Donnie had that one covered. "Utility vehicle. Trucks and stuff. Mitty didn't ever explain it, but I looked it up at some point," he answered in Crow's stead. Crow was advised to avoid getting into any trouble. Alas, he had some trouble in mind already. The rest was fine with him, though. "Alright with me, Majesty, but I've got a bit of trouble on the brain right now," he said, never pulling his gaze from those two gems. Meanwhile, Donnie was hearing more from the queen herself. "Bet bet. I ain't mad at the gift or the position. Any of 'em, feel me?" he said in a casual, yet gentle flirt now that the other royals weren't around to hear any implications. In fact... King Aultcray was presently nodding off on the throne.