<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

The Melromarc siblings had run off to become a future problem, but there was at least one person who understood their plan There was also one person who absolutely wouldn't be discouraging them at all, and it was Crow himself. A short tale from the Queen, had Crow behaving quite badly in his early years, stealing a military grade plane and taking it out for a joyride. Still, he claimed the most important part of the story was him managing to land the thing perfectly. "You did land it perfectly, which is how your sentence came with a military education and a job offer," Mirellia said. Her grandmother and mother, taught her to use people as they were intended to be used. If a child was good at flying planes he'd be further fine-tuned into one of the best pilots one could make. Beyond that point, apparently he'd seen Nikki and Ronnie posing for one of those photos they'd taken for sending to Donnie. He wondered if that sort of thing was normal for them and Nikki could only laugh, "Yeah, recently it sort of is. Been trying to remember to take a pic or two whenever we're out and about. It's been kinda fun really~" Nikki said, honestly. If Crow was going to be a pilot then she' was sure they'd be seeing each other a bit she'd maintain a friendly vibe.

As for the talk of 'ute' Donnie made the claim that such a word referred to utility vehicles and trucks. And made a claim that his Aussie friend hadn't explained it and he'd ended up looking it up for his own clarification. "That sounds like a rockstar thing to do. Good on ya, bruv… that one would have confused me too~" Ronnie said honestly. "Never heard it from Ash or anything," Ronnie concluded, that people from Australia were just a little strange. At the same time, Crow was talking like Ronnie and Nikki were the trouble plaguing his brain. Nikki laughed and Ronnie slung an arm over her shoulder, that same playfully flirty grin on her face. "We're bound to show something a little crazy from time to time~" Ronnie claimed with a cheeky wink. Nikki would say something different, "You could also be in a few. You got a really different look. Love the hair~" she said eyeing the lad like the designer she was, making friends in the oddest way. Just the same the Queen would be getting a light round of flirting in with Donnie while her children were gone and her husband likely remained in the Audience Chamber. "Good, there are responsibilities attached to such things though, I do expect to see you ever so often~" The Queen flirted a smirk on her face. She'd soon be leaving the group to figure themselves out and get situated on their trip. As a monarch she had a lot of things to sort though and was expeccted some very serious phone calls as well.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, but a bit of mention wouldn't hurt," Crow added to the statement of Mirellia. It seemed he didn't even care about the time he'd spent incarcerated. Of course that had nothing to do with his current obsession with Nikki and Ronnie, but... perhaps that didn't really help the situation either. That was especially the case when he saw the pair getting even closer to each other, going on about the fun of taking pictures and showing the occasional 'crazy' thing whilst out and about. "Need a cameraman?" he asked the sisters. If that was their preferred method of taking pictures, Crow would sign himself up in a heartbeat. Ah, but did he have to? According to Nikki, he could get himself involved in such pictures. How was he supposed to take that? Well, there was only one way he would: the more perverted way. "Count me in, Sheila! Want me to pack the utes while I'm at it?"

All the while, Donnie had landed himself nearer to Mirellia, where some choice words were exchanged. By her assertion, he now had some... responsibilities as it were. In receiving the plane and pilot, and being a knight to the queen, she expected him to make appearances... ever so often, apparently. That sort of desire was clear as day. Donnie didn't make a habit of serial calls when he could avoid it, but this was the Queen of England ─ a woman of proper status, and a certified MILF with the kind of bedroom demeanor he fancied. How could he say no? "Say less, ma. I got a busy life, but I been thinkin' about coming to London more often. Might see what my parents got to say about some relocation." Donnie meant every word he said. With Nikki, Ronnie, and now the queen involved in his life, a bit of focus could easily have New York turned into his second home. Ah, but there were more complexities to it than just a decision. He'd give that some consideration as time passed, leading toward a collection of necessities for the coming plane ride.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Crow didn't appreciate the order in which his past was revealed. Mirellia thought about it for only a passing moment before chuckling. "I will keep it in mind the next time I introduce you to someone, Clifford." That would be all she had to say. Beyond that the lad was still stuck on the pair of Corbyn sisters. He wanted to know if they needed a camera man, "Might do, I have a few more of those kinds of things in mind~" Nikki said almost lightly playful. She didn't mind the look of him and he was technically already showing himself to be reasonable. Ronnie on the other hand was more interested in the end resulting commentary. "I'd sign myself up, for something like that. Not right now… We got a bit of a heavy habit going right now… but when that runs its course~" Ronnie said with a cheeky smirk. She was right, Nikki could hardly keep her eyes off Donnie and she'd still not calmed down. Perhaps when she was a bit calmer she'd take a turn too. The idea of a honest and more open situation was mentally more freeing than her past couple of years had been.

Donovan King, received a plane, a knighting and a pilot all for the purpose, of making sure he made his way back to her on a regular basis. The Queen was past the youthful age of random trysts, she'd rather have a bit of consistency and a partner or two she could enjoy. "Do let me know if you need help getting them to settle… I'm sure I can help," Mirellia said. Afterwards she'd be wandering off, assuming her children were busy with their gentle exploration. Ronnie and Nikki would be joining Donnie. Nikki had nothing else to do and would easily sign herself up for a vacation, while Ronnie also didn't have anything in particular to do and so over the next hour or so they'd be getting rady and likely picking up a few extra people for the trip.

[Bloodedge]

The exchange Crow had with those two women was becoming rather interesting to him. Nikki virtually accepted the idea of using him as a cameraman, much to his excitement. Better still was Ronnie's positive reaction to Crow 'packing the ute' as he put it. He didn't mind a bit of a wait for whatever habit she was discussing. Asses like theirs were worth waiting an entire sentence for. "No rush for me, Sheila. Already used to long waits by now," he stated plainly. Meanwhile, Donnie's exchange with the queen was reaching its natural conclusion as well. They'd be ending on the notion of Mirellia helping his parents settle, if that became a necessity. There was something extra to be taken from that, and Donnie would naturally run with it. "Oh yeah, I'll pull up real quick. We can have a nice long chat about it, feel me?"

And so came the end of that matter. Some hours later, Donnie and the gang would find themselves right back at the plane with Crow awaiting their return. They only had to wait around a bit for Leon, who insisted he was coming along. Lo and behold, Leon arrived within minutes of the others... but he wasn't alone either. "Hurry up, bell end! Where's Nik?!" a younger, related male near Leon demanded while shoving the large man. "Oy, give it a minute! And don't go rushin' me like it ain't Iris's fault we're late!" was Leon's defense. Luckily for him, he wouldn't have to deal with the younger male's assault for much longer. The plane, and their would-be companions for the trip were in sight... and there was King Don, holding an unlit blunt while seeing three entire people walking toward them. "Yo, I know I didn't light up already. Lee didn't learn clone jutsu, right?"

[Apollymi]

A casual chat between the Corbyn siblings and the pilot of Donnie's plane was something which had a standing kind of invitation. It wasn't much but Crow was apparently agreeable enough to wait a bit for them to work through their current obsession. "Good to hear, bruv. We'll be hanging out for a while~" Ronnie mentioned and Nikki agreed. Both seemed to have no problems with their current thought processes. As for Donnie he and the Queen would be parting with the idea that they'd be meeting up for a long chat some other time, if his parents needed convincing. A laugh and a wave would come from the Queen. As she return to the Audience Chamber, and find her husband sleeping. There were many things she needed to take care of surrounding that particular problem and a host of other issues which would be used as a major distraction, one which would have her forgetting for just a bit to remember where her children were.

Soon enough Nikki and Ronnie and Donnie would be preparing to head out again. She was standing around. Sometime during the intermittent activities, Leon had been invited along and all would be well by Nikki's own approximation. That was of curse, until she saw three bodies headed their way instead of one. The words being shared by the two males present were interrupted. "You can't blame me. I am the one keeping everything together!" someone said matter of factly. A smaller purple haired girl in a comfortable hoodie and a pair of shorts was walking. Rolling behind her, a suitcase taller than she was and around her body a messenger bag with a laptop set up inside that would have made most adults jealous. She also had a backpack full of snacks and identification for herself and her brother, as well as accompanyiing chargers, cords and even a spare lighter for Leon which she intended to give to him when he forgot his. "That's KING DON!~" came the excited utterance of the small purple haired girl. And Donnie's words made Nikki and Ronnie look up. "I know… he is not bringing kids on our adult vacation!" Nikki uttered a gentle fury showing below her eyes. Ronnie on the other hand was mentally prepared for this sort of thing… "Right, Nik's gona blow a gasket. Best to see this sort of thing before you settle in. That thing with Drake the other night was light work~" Ronnie commented laughing.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie wasn't the only one surprised to see more than one person coming their way. Nikki openly complained about the muscular male bringing kids along on an 'adult' vacation ─ a reaction that had Donnie slipping that blunt behind his back. "Damn, there's kids?!" he blurted out. It would be their pilot who came along behind Donnie to... conveniently relieve him of the blunt. "Oy, no worries there mate. I'll hide the contraband for ya'!" he insisted, much to Donnie's satisfaction... followed by his suspicion. "Nigga you the pilot!" he exclaimed. "Yeah? My job's to get high, ain't it?"

Donnie heaved a mighty sigh, wondering what this pilot would actually get them into. He now couldn't even get a proper buzz going before takeoff, which was a rather concerning thing for the man fearful of planes. Whatever the case, one of the three seemed very excited to see him. As such, Donnie waved. "Yo, what's good. Nice to meet you in person," he said despite wondering why Leon had two tagalongs with him. The other, the male of the extras, didn't seem bothered about King Don at all. "Hey Nik!" the younger male said. Donnie would be checking for whatever explosion Ronnie warned off, and Leon was ready for something similar. As the responsible big brother, he'd of course... throw someone entirely under the bus. "It was Iris!"

[Apollymi]

Nikki's complaints were one thing but Ronnie knew they wouldn't be all that happened given the way things usually played out. She relaxed and prepared to enjoy the show. "Fifteen year old girl, Seventeen year old boy… the younger Postwick," Ronnie filled in a causal blank or two while giving a casual side eye to Crow who seemed just as apt to party and have fun as the rest of the emembers of this party. Iris for her part in this would be greeting King Don, heavy bags dragging along behind her. "Aaah!~ He's so nice!~ Great to meet you!~ I'm Iris!~" she said seeming to fall into the childlike behavior that let her get away with most things, not that the demeanor would be lasting very long.

At the same time, the purple haired smaller lad was in fact ignoring Donnie to chat with Nikki but his female cousin would not be having it. "Don't hey Nik me. What are you doing here? Didn't serve up an invite this isn't a family trip. I've already shared my birthday and now… there are two kids on my adult weekend!" Nikki voiced her complaints to the lad who'd tagged along knowing that he knew better At the end of it all, there was Leon who was supposed to be a responsible adult at some point, but he did… what any good and reasonable big brother would do, he blamed the baby of the family. Iris immediately had her eyes widen, "How rude. You being spineless isn't my fault. And I wasn't about to let these two tarts sink themselves further into King Don!" she explained as if her point was at all resonable. "Leon, the hell were you thinking? I don't remember volunteering to babysit! And beyond that, don't you heathens have school? Do your parents know where you are? And who is watching Sir Paddington?" Nikki had concerned questions but her tone was less than reasonable as well. She'd been trying to enjoy herself, she'd ignored the fact that her sister hadn't even managed to keep her hands to herself for a day, and now here was Iris, also vying for attention and interrupting what would have otherwise been a trip chocked full of debauchery and people in their 20s enjoying being young and reckless.

[Bloodedge]

Fifteen year-old girl, seventeen year-old boy ─ the youngest members of the Postwick family as reported by Veronica Corbyn. Donnie nodded along. He'd seen one, and heard of both. The boy called Hop was lugging around a thick backpack of personal belongings, a fairly normal and unassuming look about him. Iris, however, brought a certain childishness to her greeting that didn't match her look... and made Donnie think about that number again. "Ain't no way! What the fuck y'all be havin' in the water here?!" he questioned. A deep breath thereafter, and he would properly address the youngest Postwick. "Iris, Iris... Riri?" he babbled, playing with that one's name over his tongue until something that felt right came out.

Of course, Donnie's attention was just slightly split. Why? Nikki was actually boiling over. It all started with a snap at Hop over his greeting, which immediately had him... mimicking Leon's behavior as an older brother. "What did I do? It was her fault! Besides, I'm an adult. I'll be able to drink this fall!" he replied. Iris herself insisted that Nikki and Ronnie weren't allowed to sink themselves further into King Don. Donnie heard that line and rubbed the back of his head, knowing he'd done quite a bit of 'sinking' into both of them. Leon was the next to need a defense for himself. Unlike the other two, he did have something legitimate to offer. "Alright, alright, calm it down yeah? Sir Paddington's fine; dad's watchin' 'im. You know he's good for it, but he asked for a new shirt. School's on holiday and all, and... well, you know how Iris gets. Either I wait around for them to pack up, or I've gotta deal with it for years!"

[Apollymi]

Donnie for his part in the madness was once again, on the receiving end of the knowledge of someone's underage status while he was a proper adult. There were so many words to express disbelief. "Well, history says it's honest. The whole royal female line are some baddies, even Princess Hilda's a problem," Ronnie said. "An Iris… well I figure she lands somewhere directly between me and Nik by the time she's done cooking. Nothing in the water, just a couple of strong family lines~" Ronnie expressed. Meanwhile, Iris was having her young life made mostly by the acquisition of a nickname. It'd barely left his lips when a happy squeal escaped Iris, "Yep!~ Call me that!~" Iris asserted her eyes wide and sparkling as she barely managed to keep her balance with all those bags.

While Iris had her moment, which strangely enough Nikki wasn't stopping even while she was already legitimately furious, the other member of the Postwick family was shifting blame to the girl. The lad talking to Nikki claimed it was Iris's fault as well, and pointed out tha he was technically an adult and would be able to legally drink in about half a year. "In the fall, yeah? Bloody spring time, innit? A girl can't have a birthday celebration or a vacation without interruption… family out the woodwork now, innit?" Nikki scoffed rolling her eyes. No one had been this present in her life, for most of the last year and a half, which now that she was outside of the situation spoke volumes about what they thought about her choices. Even so, that didn't give them the right to suddenly begin smothering her when all she was trying to do, was smother the object of her creative and sexual desires in her cheeks for a couple of weeks. Finally, it would be Leon, claiming that her cat was in the care of his father, who… was indeed responsible enough to look after him, and wanted only a new shirt in exchange. "He's gonna get hands," Nikki said. Maybe that wouldn't happen, but she was still more annoyed than she should be, "Oh so because you… don't want to deal with your little sister, you've made it my problem? Fine." Nikki said again. Everytime the word fine left her lips there was a less than thinly veiled threat in it. "Had your fill yet? You find the Genokiller?" Nikki asked of Iris. Iris didn't turn away from Donnie but her brows furrowed, her mind doing calculations . "I got a pretty firm idea of who he is, but I haven't made contact. Too busy doing other stuff…" Iris said. "I assume you're done planning a big day with me and Princess Melty now too… that's fine. But Hop's gonna be sad about his birthday, Also I have passports, ids my laptop, enough clothes for a long weekend and everything I'd need to start my life with King Don or the GenoKiller. I even got hops IDs and an extra lighter for Lee... " Iris said almost casually. And in that moment the brain of that one, peeked out just a bit.

[Bloodedge]

"I bet she is a problem. Everybody I meet is a problem lately," Donnie commented after hearing about the royal family and one of its yet-unseen princesses. At the very least, Princess Hilda couldn't be the same type of issue he was looking at now. There had to be something in the water ─ to hell with genetics being that powerful! "Come on now, nothin'? A nigga gon' need some kind of alibi before I upload a PDF, feel me?" he questioned, as if that play on words would reach its intended target and miss the young ones. At the very least, he wasn't missing with his naming. Iris took to the nickname Riri without even a second of hesitation or additional consideration. Donnie hadn't even closed his mouth from speaking by the time Iris's opened to accept. "Dang! Aight Riri, we out here," he said. At the same time, Donnie was stepping toward the lass. He'd seen her struggling, and reached out to take the bulk of luggage off her back. "Prolly a little too out here. Lemme get some of that off you," he offered. Not far from their location, Leon was palming his face as though he were seeing King Don's downfall in action.

Meanwhile, Hop was failing to properly avoid the wrath of Nikki. His birthday was half a year away, but he definitely didn't need Nikki acknowledging the gap between them. "Six months isn't that long..." he said, seemingly dejected. As for Leon, hearing his father would get 'hands' instead of a shirt was quite the bother. "Oy, dad didn't do nuffin! Don't hang 'im out to dry 'cause of Iris!" he said in the older Postwick's defense. Next on Nikki's outrage checklist was... asking about the cult phenom, Genokiller. Leon had a rough idea where she was going with that, knowing the youngest Corbyn for so very long. Iris may have bitten off more than she could chew this time. Iris had everything she needed to start a life with King Don or Genokiller, but Nikki had every ability to ruin... both of those lives, out of sheer spite. The one who spoke on the matter, strangely, was Donnie. "Yoo, you been trackin' Big G? You know if he gon' hit 2K anytime soon? I haven't heard anything about him since the Gates; I figured he was... you know, gone."

[Apollymi]

A knowing smile came from Veronica at the idea that everyone that Donnie had met lately was a problem. He had no idea the number of problems that existed within the United Kingdom. One such problem was currently right in front of him, wearing the poorly constructed disguise of a young and unimposing fan. Such would be made perfectly obvious when he made a 'nerd' joke about being a potential pedophile accidentally and Iris was the one who chortled. "Haaa~" she laughed "PDF~" she thought it was beyond amusing which meant that King Don currently checked off two things on her list, he wasn't a bad enough person to be predatory, and he was enough of a nerd to make a joke that only nerds would get. Ronnie shook her head. "And here I thought I was busy causing a war… but you aren't even ready for what you're signing yourself up for," Ronnie said lightly to Iris. Ronnie was used to Nikki's antics in full, she'd seen the best and worst of her younger sister, and knew she'd earned uppance and would accept it, knowing that she'd stick her where it hurt the most. Iris was too yougn and too emotionally undeveloped to know…what crossing her cousin could actually do, her own academic genuis aside, the emotional damage that could be caused by someone like Nikoleta Corbyn as she was right now… was far higher than anyone gave it credit for. But for now, she'd accept that King Don had claimed she was out here… a little too out here, and was aiming to help her with her bags. She'd picked all of them up herself, not letting her S-ranked older brother carry a thing, knowing that it'd be seen as an act of independence. In truth, it was yet another test and an opening. While Donnie took bags from her and leaned in to do so… she bounced up on her tip toes. Iris would be aiming to slip her arms around his neck and peck his cheek, something childishly innocent but she was inviting a hug and… likely a lot more given she fully understood that joke about his already wandering mind. If she'd known men were this easy she could have done much, much more with her life. "You're great, real sweet yeah~" she offered playfully in that way that young girls who found older men fully interesting tended to do.



While Iris lived a happy day and accrued interest on her potential future punishment. Hop decded to go the dejected teen route when the age gap, and his appearance in current times was called out by Nikoleta for exactly what it was. "If it isn't that long you could have waited for it. Instead of letting yourself get dragged along by a criminal mastermind with the emotional depth and compassion of a teaspoon. She knew she was sacrificing you and you let her, you deserve it!" Nikki pointed out, as all the Postwick men seemed incapable of holding Iris to some sort of standard, Nikki would do it herself and the way she'd do it, would be limited by her current strength. As for Leon he was at least trying to diffuse the tension when it came to his father as that poor sod didn't know how out of hand this situation was, "I'm gonna 'cause if I thump her nose right now, it's gonna go flying across Buckingham Palace, innit? She's not too cute for consequences and all of you are just setting her up by letting her get away with this fucking nonsense," Nikki pointed out fury still bubbling under the surface. "How's that bloke you eat lunch with?" Nikki asked of Iris, who's brows drew up in absolute confusion as she let go of Donnie and turned around in confusion. "What? Rook is good. But why do you want to know about him? And why are you even acting like you're upset… your birthday was yesterday… and you've been pining after a guy called 'Mr. Steal Your Girl', you can't actually have a problem. Unlike you, lot... I've already made the mental best decision on how to interact with people and how to find good ones… " Iris asserted in a way that was perfectly logical and perfectly missing the point. Nikki for her part in this looked over from Hop and faced Iris. "I changed my mind. It's fine… I'm not even going to take your birthdays~" that happiness was real like a stroke f genius had created a wonderful idea. That mood switch and the question about Rook made Ronnie shake her head. "Nik… that's," she started and Nikki looked at her, a pure and innocent smile on her face and all the underlying malice of a dragon dacing over her features, and Ronnie held up her hands in surrender. There would be no saving any of them now. Iris had sunken the family ship, with one annoying and childish choice. Immediate confusion crossed Iris's face, the recalibration of Nikki was... an unexpected result. As she let Donnie finish taking her bags, she commented on his words instead not knowing how to feel about Nikki but feeling a shift in the air, "I am always tracking the Genokiller. He normally doesn't go into any game until the META is established, which usually means if he plays 2K It would only be around Christmas after mainstay builds are popular. And he hasn't been online in about 9 months. Strangely the exact same amount of time that Museion has been missing. But... he's probably on his way back. Museion signed in on her private account on a GenoKiller forum for the first time since she disappeared yesterday. And if they disappeared together, they'll likely be back together. And even if he's awakened, he isn't dead, he's more likely to treat being a Hunter the same way he treats every game. Wait until everyone thinks they understand how it works and then blow us out the water with smething crazy!" Iris said further proving that criminal mastermind statement.

[Bloodedge]

A sly reference made by Donnie was picked up by the wrong individual this time. Instead of Veronica, it was Iris who understood his use of 'PDF' in the moment. What an oversight that was on Donnie's part. "Oh, right... you a real nerd," he said in recollection. Ronnie tried to provide the right warning, but Iris didn't seem to be listening. Oh well; Donnie surely wouldn't let himself get wrapped-up in something that crazy... right? Well, he'd certainly fallen right into a trap when offering to help with the girl's bags. An S-rank Hunter who'd maybe entered the realm of Nationals at some point, was still just a man with his guard fully down. That man put himself in position to be grabbed by the human girl, embraced around his neck, and kissed on the cheek. Before he even knew what was going on, Donnie had one arm wrapped around the girl ─ an act that would incidentally retain that tight proximity. "... Did I just get caught-up on some shit? Yo, you coulda just asked. I don't bite the fans," Donnie asserted.

He'd be released eventually, but not before Nikki had her way with Hop... in the exact opposite way he desired. "I didn't get dragged along! I wasn't gonna..." He stopped right there, avoiding something that would have incriminated him. In truth, Hop made the decision to come along on his own after hearing Nikki was accompanying King Don to America. No way was he going to let Nikki run off and elope with King Don; he'd rather help Iris sink her claws into the musician and leave Nikki more open for... someone else. Speaking of someone else, Leon's defense of the eldest male Postwick remained strong. That man, a complete outlier in this moment, would be pulled out of Nikki's warpath if possible. "Well yeah, but it ain't doin' nuffin to her if you give dad a wallop! And look, big bruv's here! You're blowin' a gasket for no reason; I'll keep the little scamps in check!" Leon stated, even if that was signing himself up for far too much. Ah, but Donnie was coming to realize how much Leon wouldn't be able to handle one of the teens. Iris shared her experience as a Genokiller tracker with Donnie upon releasing his neck. What she gave was essentially a full breakdown of the mysterious individuals baseline approach, likelihood of appearing in a place, and... all but their identity, really. There was even a random connection to Museion thrown in, and even Donnie didn't know a thing about her while sharing a music group. "Woah, damn. Never heard a breakdown like that before. I see what y'all meant, but you know what? It's cool. If you meet dude, hook a brother up? I'm gettin' real tired of all this left-right dribble cheese from trash guards with no bag. Make me wanna lace-up again and drop 'em all off on blacktop for real."

[Apollymi]

Soon enough, Donie was having to recognize that the real nerd was one like Iris who knew exactly what his sly comment meant and laughed at it. No matter, his verbal acknowledgement was enough in some ways. "That isn't just a nerd thing… I am proper clever," Iris mentioned as if nothing was at all off about what she thought. Soon, enough Iris was actually managing to catch Donnie off guard, giving him a hug and a kiss and getting a more natural bodily reaction out of him than asking for it. "No way, you're not caught-up on anything yet. If I'd asked, you would have prepared for it. I wanted the natural reaction, and it wasn't outta line so… Taking something like this is better…" Iris said pleased by the squeeze and the more natural physical reaction. Even so… Nikki was still present enough to say just one thing, "Remember you said that…" she said with still the most pleasant of looks on her face that didn't match the tone at all.

Speaking of things not matching the tone. Hop would have been better off claiming he'd gotten dragged along. Instead, he came a hair's breath away from admitting directly that he'd come to cockblock Nikki, in some desperately childish attempt to keep her from running off and eloping with King Don because of his unresolved childhood crush. "Go ahead, finish that sentence, seal your fate~" Nikki said that earlier anger evaporated into something, cold, dark, weighty and ominous. Soon after Leon was still trying to quell and ease Nikki's anger and stir her away from harming his father in the mix. "Come off it, bruv. You couldn't even leave them at home and I'm supposed to trust you to keep your parents crotch goblins from cockblocking me all weekend, Hah! But as I said it's fine… I'm already on course correction for he lot of you… If Donnie's cool with it, get on the bloody plane before I throw you back home," Nikki asserted, but she wasn't actually upset with Leon. No… he could be considered her number one supporter on this front, even presently high than Ronnie given his lack of conflict of interest. Meanwhile, Donnie was given a breakdown on the Genokiller that finished the case on Iris in a way that couldn't have been expected. "If I see him around a leaderboard I'll let you know… also what you said about 2k is exactly why I don't play sports games. Speaking of… sounds like we're going at the cost of some later probably not as bad as she wants it to be punishment so. Alls well, so long as you say yes too~" Iris concluded with only her messenger bag with her computer left she headed up the stairs onto the plane. At the same time, Nikki was approaching to take the bags and throw them into her magic item box as she was always going to do. "That was just the tip of the iceberg," Ronnie said. 'Iris also made an enemy of the girl who would have been her biggest helper… and by the time she realizes it, Nikki will have wrecked that boy, Iris hasn't figured out she fancies yet. Damn.' Ronnie thought knowing that a warning without a diagram wasn't going to work she figured Iris would have to learn not to play with people one way or another. At the same time Nikki was soon standing beside Donnie taking a deep breath. "You going to be alright with this mate? Didn't I meet you pregaming for a flight and all?" she wondered seeming to have put her anger aside completely for the sake of making sure Donnie would be alright.

[Bloodedge]

According to Iris, she wasn't simply a nerd ─ she was highly intelligent. Donnie had heard as much, and could tell by the way she spoke. Apart from that, she'd managed to successfully trap him in a display of affection that was... apparently intended for the most genuine physical response. "So you wanted me to..." He didn't bother finishing that thought. Obviously, being grabbed was on the girl's checklist. No matter. If he could ignore the deeper implications of that, Donnie could move on without much thought. That was... until Nikki finished her fit and performed a wellness check on the musician, regarding the coming plane trip. Was he going to be alright? After being rendered incapable of smoking that blunt, there was only one answer in Donnie's head. "... Hell nah," he said. "Fuck it dawg, everybody get on."

And with that, the group would be mobilizing to enter the plane ─ which Donnie hadn't seen the inside of yet. Upon finally entering to prepare for the trip, Donnie first saw the vessel's main salon: a high-luxury setup with open bar, cream coloring with gold embroidery all over. It was a spectacle he didn't expect to see on an airplane in real life ─ one that already removed part of the 'airplane' feel. "Yoooo, I gotta be buggin'! This ain't no plane!" he uttered in disbelief. Donnie would be dropping his singular bag right there in the salon to enter the corridor. He was a nice enough guy to carry Iris's luggage toward the back without much thought about anything else, but a little pamphlet grabbed upon entry had him looking more impressed. "They got bedrooms in here? Bro... bedrooms on a plane is crazy."

[Apollymi]

Iris was the type of young woman who grinned when someone caught up to her thought pattern. Donnie was a person who'd receive that sort of grin from her without any extra prompting. In this particular case, his verbalization and understanding were indeed worthy of the look she was giving him. "You can't take advantage of someone who is cleverer than you… you can only fall in line~" Iris said casually. There were exceptions to that sort of thing, but Iris knew exactly what she was doing and exactly how it would play out when a man was her target. Still without much thought he was moving on and eventually would be claiming that he wasn’t alright but wanting everyone to get on the plane. And so the adventure would begin.

Still, Iris remained a few steps ahead. Whatever amendment to the punishments Nikki had planned Iris wasn't currently capable of figuring it out. But it couldn't be too hard to work out if Ronnie already knew. So she'd call it easy to mediate and move along. Donnie had taken her bags up and she'd followed him up with a brilliant smile on her face. She followed Donnie as he made claims about the look of the place and even heard his commentary about the bedrooms. "Royals are out here living real different…" Nikki commented. "But who can say no to an open bar on a plane Anyone else want want one?~" she seemed to be returning to her more normal self. All the while, Ronnie slipped onto the plane and was watching Iris and Donnie with all the interest of a curious kitten. It'd be her almost none-existent footsteps behind that lad as he looked over and spoke on the pamphlets. "If there's bedrooms then there are beds!~" Iris said seemingly excited, playfully slipping around the man to go further back. She'd take off her bag with her computer and flop onto it, giving a little bounce, as she set herself up all playful and cute. "Wanna try it out with me?" she'd ask of Donnie that same burning intelligence behind eyes that said he'd once again been trapped. All the while, Nikki knew exactly the kind of planning Iris did, and knew that the girl would be trying to make another move on Donnie. She was counting it towards her repayment... each moment of interference measured against Nikki's own patience of 7 years and Iris was coming up short.