<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

The new dance was being created, and this time, everyone seemed to be going along with it. Donnie did what he always did: he made the others present part of the performance. Hip bumps were performed with both Nikki and Ronnie as they showed off their moves, and then he was sliding out in front to do the next verse. His movements were smooth, and someone like Iris was completely mesmerized. 'King Don is so cool! Besides everything else, I hold no regrets for tagging along!~' Iris thought, so excited about the experience of being involved in the show that she'd not even noticed she wasn't included in those early movements.

When fun was being had properly, there was hardly time to notice anything else, but while Donnie moved and did a little freestyle, "Wooah!~" was the encouragement that Leon would receive as he was moving to a dance that was all his own. Everyone else was still moving, but Nikki had him on that, and then Ronnie did too. "Guess football does some real work~" she commented as she sipped. She knew that Donnie had his eyes on her and Nikki, so she made sure they were both still shaking and moving in that way that was sexy and natural to them both… It was all fun, but there was still an end goal here. The spinning movements of Nikki's hips would even come with a teasing little clap of her cheeks, just to let Donnie know she'd not forgotten him.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed everyone was moving properly ─ or rather, almost everyone was. The younger Postwicks each needed a bit more guidance as Donnie saw. As his fans knew, though... King Don didn't leave anyone out. After Leon's altered movements showed significant promise, Donnie slid toward Hop, whose freestyle dance needed some serious work for this type of music. He took the lad's side, tapped him on the arm and faced the same direction. Around the time his verse mentioned the 'running man' dance of an older generation, he displayed for the youngest Postwick male a simple kick-step maneuver ─ something of a reverse skip that didn't involve any directional movement of the body. Once Hop joined in well enough, Donnie gave another tap of encouragement and slid his own feet back toward the center with a series of kick-outs along the way. "There ya' go brotha! See that, Ron? Them's Postwick footballin' legs!" Leon added in acknowledgement when Donnie departed. During that trip, he had another glance at the pair he'd been quite involved with thus far... with an extra going Nikki's way when he heard a clap he knew didn't come from her hands. He couldn't keep himself from smirking, but alas... it was Iris's turn as the second hook came about.

"Come on now!
Put your hands up, bend your knees,
Bounce around in a circle, getting down with me!♪
Come on, come on♪ It's not hard to learn!♪
Come on, come on, it's called the U-Turn!♪
Get your hands up, bend your knees,
Bounce around in a circle, getting down with me!♪
Come on, come on♪ It's not hard to learn!♪
Come on, come on, it's called the U-Turn!♪"

For the second hook, Donnie took Iris's side. His movements became a little more fluid, slow and deliberate. One would note Donnie's hips moving with his spine, applying a snakelike swagger to those quarter turns. As he performed those moves, each quarter turn also carried him around the lass in a tight circle. He had more than enough reason to believe her lither form allowed for a greater freedom of movement, so the ending slide out was also one that involved a wider spread of his legs. In the end though, he was virtually singing to the girl directly and step-dancing toward her front.

"All you need to do~ is let go♪~
Let the tempo take oooover yooou♪!
I came to have a good tiiime♪~
Let the rhythm... deep inside your soul!♪
Let it lead you to the floor!♪... Come OO-OOUWOOOOAAAH!♪~"

[Apollymi]

Donnie wasn't the type to leave anyone out. That didn't become more obvious to everyone than when he took to moving around to adjust the dance moves of those who needed a bit more help than others. Leon managed something with his big body, and though most wouldn't know it, he moved pretty well, having spent a lot of time on impromptu dance days with Nikki while 'babysitting'. Hop seemed to be missing a bit, given his own taste in music, but it was adjusted soon enough, enough that Ronnie was mentioned as needing to take a look. "Yeah, right, got better uses for legs, but I see ya'~" Ronnie said. She'd let the boys continue having their fun, but she also heard that clap. She also knew it came from Nikki's ass cheeks and not the hands she still had up in the air. An unfair advantage didn't begin to cover it, but she wasn't mad as the lass made sure she stayed in the attentive space, even as someone like Iris got a turn in the performance.

Iris, for her part in this, wasn't actually expecting to get a real bit of acknowledgement. She was simply happy to be included in a performance. Still, her face was rather happy as Donnie came over to join her. 'WAAAAA!~ KING DON IS DANCING WITH ME!!' was the thought in Iris's head. Though she managed to keep mostly calm on the outside, she wasn't really. Her body was so natural. She found herself charmed by those snake-like winding motions, which had her spinning around him, with her frame just barely missing his but, by design, being very happy to be within the radius of his warmth. She supposed this was a sign she should keep in mind, but she wouldn't be doing anything but more research later. Still, as the song finally worked its way to completion, everyone was grooving and enjoying themselves. It would only be after it was over that drinks would be refreshed and a bit of fun would be had. "Damn, I love a good dance song… you're actually going to have to release an album soon!~" Nikki chanted as a fan and someone who knew there was music on the way worth listening to for the near future.

[Bloodedge]

Iris was the last to receive any direct guidance from Donnie. He'd seen more than enough of Nikki and Ronnie to know they were good to go by themselves, so that bit of closeness at the beginning would suffice... apart from the glances he kept sending their way. The boy, Hop, only needed to make better use of his legs. Iris just needed to work her frame a bit to avoid falling into habits best suited to the forms of her cousins. All things considered, everything was coming together just fine.

"Put your hands up, bend your knees,
Bounce around in a circle, getting down with me!♪
Come on, come on♪ It's not hard to learn!♪
Come on, come on, it's called the U-Turn!♪
Get your hands up, bend your knees,
Bounce around in a circle, getting down with me!♪
Come on, come on♪ It's not hard to learn!♪
Come on, come on, it's called the U-Turn!♪"

With the final hook out of the way, everything could wind down. Another wave of freestyle dancing brought the instrumental to a close before Donnie cleared the remains in his glass. "WOOOH! That's what I'm talkin' 'bout! Y'all got the moves," he praised for everyone present. Nikki appreciated the new track, bringing up the fact that he really needed to get that next album out. Sadly, even this latest song didn't really belong with enough others to make a full studio release. "I do, I know! That one'll probably only go with like... four other songs I got ready, though! And I still need to see about getting some features to finish a few tracks. I been wonderin' if I could link wit' Val thee Vix, but 'ay... bear wit' me. I'm doin' all this dolo. Anyway, when we takin' off?" he asked after everything else was said and done. Little did Donnie know, they'd been in flight since the midway point of his song.

[Apollymi]

Donnie had everyone on the plane moving to the beat of his music. The Corbyn sisters needed less direct instruction about the movement of their bodies, but that wouldn't stop those wayward bends of Ronnie's legs from drawing attention to their length. Nor would it stop the random hip-based claps of Nikki's ass cheeks whenever she felt like she needed a glance or two. The male Postwicks seemed to adjust with only a little bit of nudging, and then Iris managed to get her body in proper motion for her middling frame, which would only serve to keep her moving with Donnie while he was directly dancing with her and allow her to find a pace that suited her specifically. Such would be the scene that took place while the song wrapped up. At the end of everything, an amused squeal came from Iris. "I just danced with King Don!~" she seemed so pleased by that knowledge. When she was done with her research, she was going to tell everyone she knew. "We know it~" Ronnie said in response to his compliment. "Cheers, mate!~" Nikki added, downing about half the drink she'd mixed for herself before going back to mix another.

At the same time, Iris wandered back to her seat and reopened her screen while Donnie explained why there had been no new album. "Always patient with you, mate!~ And I know I'm the last one to talk, but maybe you should get a couple of people… that's a lot to do yourself~" Nikki added, knowing that she shared at least the bad habit of handling all her collaborations and such herself. Ronnie pointed at her with an accusation on her lips, which died when accountability was mentioned, but there was something else she could answer. She turned her head to Donnie and smirked playfully. "We've been flying for a bit already, bruv. Since right after that whole 'stabilizer' test. I take it then, I'm the only one hyper-aware of my body placement~" Ronnie mentioned almost playfully. All the while, Iris had gone back to sitting and was now reading an assortment of confession posts. One by RozeMaid:

My Husband and I both awakened. But I'm A-rank and He's C-rank. I bounced on his cock and broke it, and he's afraid to have sex with me now and refuses to divorce me. So… I'm fucking other people in front of him now.

That confession came from just a month or two after the Gates started. As Iris read it, she copied it and sent it to Hop as a text with a sad emoji. It might be time to admit defeat. Was all that message said and some moments later after a bit of a panic ran through Buckingham Palace a phone call was being made to one Donovan King, from none other than Mirellia Q. Melromarc.

[Bloodedge]

It came as no surprise to Donnie that there was happiness from a fan after a dance. Iris couldn't have been anything but a fan ─ one who obviously sought sexual relations of some sort with him. As such, her happiness was a given. He'd even done it on purpose, at risk of triggering the lass in a way that wouldn't be safe for her. He would have even extended the song by an extra hook, but... Donnie had taken about four total drinks. It was in everyone's best interest, as such, for him to pull away before that exchange went too far. "Glad you had fun. Good moves out there," he said before attentions were shifted to Nikki. She had no problem waiting for the album, but she did advise that he find some help... even while needing to acquire some in her own career. "Aight pot, I'ma try to chill on bein' so black~" he joked, seeing Ronnie's accusatory pointing. With that, he held out his glass again. "Mind toppin' me off?"

According to Ronnie, they'd been moving for the duration of that dance number. Donnie paused, looking toward the window and seeing clouds zip by outside. Had they really been flying so smoothly? "... Oh," he said, seeming instantly concerned. Luckily for him, there was another distraction in the form of his ringing phone. "Uhh... I'ma be right back," he said, excusing himself from the salon for a moment. Doing so would even give him a minute to calm down while he answered. "Queen Lia, what's good? You better not be missin' me already~" he flirted without hesitation. Meanwhile, Hop was receiving a message from Iris worth reading... but not at all worth listening to in his opinion. In fact, if the target of his attention broke him in such a way, surely he wouldn't experience the kind of fear that had him refraining. Even if he had to sit in a very special kind of chair during recovery... that'd be fine. Either way, the message he sent in return simply read: Shut up!

[Apollymi]

Eventually, that song came to an end, and Donnie got to see Iris express herself as a general fan. That was always such a sweet moment; perhaps her own cousin would have been happier for her if she'd not barged her way onto her vacation. "Of course I did… I'm not just trouble, you know~" Iris stated plainly. Soon after, there were jokes passed around about pots and kettles all being black. "Well, I mean… the stuff I do for myself isn't so ridiculous~" Nikki said with a cheeky wink. Of course, soon after, Donnie was asking for more drink. "Is that even a question, mate?~" she said, a bit of a flirt in her tone, as she poured up his cognac with a raised brow and her tongue sticking out just a little to tease him. Soon enough, Donnie was being told of their current movement, and he seemed disheartened. "Don't look like that…" Ronnie said teasingly. But this time, she didn't even have to distract him, as he had one coming. All the while, Nikki was grabbing the bottle of rum and slipping up towards the cockpit to check on their captain.

Meanwhile, that phone call that Donnie had excused himself for was one which was answered in a teasing and flirty way. It brought a small upturn of the lips to the Queen of England's face, but… she couldn't actually lead him on in such a way. "As much as I would love to say I am simply pining, there is something a bit more pressing at hand, Sir Donovan," she said, taking a deep breath and seeming to need to prepare her next sentence with the utmost care. "I do hate to be a bother right at the moment, but… is there any chance my children are on your plane right now? No staff have seen them since earlier. They don't have phones. I'm trying to avoid potentially declaring a National Emergency," Mirellia said with all the calmness of a Queen, but the underlying tiredness and worry of a mother who didn't expect this sort of stress in her life. Just the same, the message Hop sent back to Iris was one she read and shook her head at. Her readings weren't getting any better on the male side of things. A confession from TaeKOverdose:

I am a clinger. I accidentally flayed my boyfriend. Ripped him up down to the bone in the heat of the moment. I'm a healer and I fixed it… but he sees me as some sort of monster now. We parted ways amicably.

A conclusion was made by Iris as she read. If a woman was stronger than a man, sex became… dangerous for the man in ways that bruised both ego and body. 'Hmm, this supports the idea that magic isn't just for fighting monsters but also applies to all forms of activity. It also implies that the standard difference between monsters and Hunters applies between the rankings.'

[Bloodedge]

Donnie made his way out of the salon and into the corridor, immediately relying on the queen's call as a distraction. The flirtatious greeting was only natural, but it was sadly not Mirellia's purpose in calling. No, she instead wanted to ask if her children were on his plane presently. That question didn't make much sense to Donnie at all. "Uhh, they didn't get on with us. What, you think they slipped in or somethin'? If they're missin', I can check it out," he agreed. Already, Donnie was beginning to open doors down the corridor. They weren't in the salon or the lounge, and the first bedroom was a no-go as well. "Y'all didn't have a fight or nothin'? They don't seem like they got a reason to run away."

At the same time, Nikki was making her way toward the cockpit. What she'd find upon entry was Crow, the pilot, minus the mechanical vest and gauntlets he'd been wearing before. The plane had already been set to autopilot, and the very relaxed Australian male already had his feet up on the dash, his entire torso bare, and a half-smoked blunt held between his lips. He'd been smoking it rather consistently after since long before proper altitude was reached. Now, he was making even more headway as a digital world GPS map displayed before him. That wasn't all. Crow had also been able to hear Donnie's latest song from the cockpit, and was still gently humming to the pace of the lyrics, bobbing his head and waving a hand around in the air.

[Apollymi]

Donnie's phone call with the Queen was given more purpose than either of them would have liked to admit. Mirellia didn't know where her children were, and while one of them was legally an adult, neither of them had the necessary amount of life experience to be outside of the palace walls unescorted. At the notion that Mirellia's children hadn't boarded with the group, she could only sigh. "I doubt that would have. That would have required a conversation, and I doubt they would have wanted the potential to be talked out of their trip," Mirellia stated honestly. Donnie agreed to look around, and while he did that, he'd likely eventually see a swirling tuft of blue hair peeking out from behind a wardrobe that Melty was standing against to hide her physical form. She was holding her breath and hoping to be overlooked. "We didn't get into a fight or anything. If I am being honest, I've not actually seen them since they decided to go look around. That is pretty normal for them, but they get together and they give each other… outlandish ideas. I wouldn't know what that is like; I was an only child…" Mirellia stated, wondering if having two children just always meant she'd set herself up to have a war on two fronts.

While Mirellia showed an intense amount of care about her children, Nikki was entering the cockpit to join Crow. She found him already in autopilot, relaxed and bopping to the song that had just ended. "Bruv, you really smoked that?" Nikki wondered immediately. The effects of a strain called 'Wedding Cake' seemed to be horniness for everyone present. "I came to check on you, and you're all extra relaxed~" she said, almost teasing. She'd be sitting a bottle of rum near his chair on the floor, top still on, but she figured he wouldn't mind that part. Meanwhile, there was something else going on with Iris, who continued to read confessions while cross-checking medical records to find that the number of injuries experienced in interpersonal relationships were just as high or higher in some instances than injuries received in Gates. A few individuals in the online scene even tried to make things work… to various degrees of effectiveness.

A confession from someone called CountessSnackula:

It isn't so bad… if you're stronger, just don't be too aggressive in bed. If he wears himself out… you probably won't break it. And then you can bite pillows, rip sheets, crack headboards, but not really cause an injury.

What cute advice. Iris began searching around the forums. She found a few other people who agreed with the early assessment, but… that same woman had a few updates posted as well.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie continued searching around the plane's rear. The only room he skipped was the room Iris had her belongings placed in, which he noted as being... dangerously close to the would-be master suite. She'd been the one to lead the way as well. Was that another trap waiting to be sprung? Well, it wasn't something worth thinking about now; Donnie had to check for the queen's offspring. While Mirellia explained the events, or lack thereof, prior to their disappearance, Donnie made a connection based on his own rambunctious years of youth. "Oh, you know what? They were probably looking for a spot to hide when they uh... 'checked out' the plane and shit," he decided. With that, Donnie finally got around to checking the master bedroom. It didn't take much ocular searching to see a mass of blue hair clearly belonging to Melty. Just the same, apparently Auric thought it would be a grand idea to hide himself beneath the bed... without going deeply enough underneath to prevent his very expensive shoes showing on one side. "..." Donnie paused, speechless for several moments. After a minute or so of pretending to look around, he silently took a photo of the scene, sent it to Mirellia, and placed the phone against his ear again. "Nahh, nothin' to see here. But you know, kids go missin' all the time! They'll probably show up in a few days. Matter of fact, I'ma hit Japan for a little bit after I'm done in New York. I'll come through when I'm done and help you look for 'em. How's that sound?"

All the while, Crow was being greeted by Nikki. He was admittedly surprised she'd actually come to the cockpit, but in the best possible way. She didn't hesitate to question him smoking that blunt, and before answering... Crow took another deep hit. "Kh! Damn bloody right I did! It's good shit! Want a hit, Sheila?" he asked, holding out the blunt while Nikki placed that bottle down ─ a maneuver that had Crow staring right down her collar, as if her cleavage was a treasure to uncover. "Or? How about a nice tour of me cockpit? Yeah, real detailed like! Or both? Both's good. Heard a party goin' on around back, but there'd be a way better one up here if I had a right copilot like you, know what I'm sayin'?"

[Apollymi]

Mirellia needed to know where her children were to avoid an international incident. There were several steps that needed to be taken if they were with Donnie and thousands more to be taken if they weren't. Still, Donnie seemed to have a pretty good idea of how they'd gotten in to sneak around. "That makes it sound so well thought out," Mirellia said, not even sure if she could trust them to have put more than an instant moment of thought into the outing they'd taken on. And then, as if she needed proof of it, there was a picture being sent. It'd been taken quietly so Melty didn't know. All she could do was be pleased upon hearing his words aloud, as a claim was made that they were not there. She gave a discreet thumbs-up to her brother in his hiding place, knowing they'd gotten away with it. Still, upon receiving that image, Mirellia could only exhale a sigh of relief while shaking her head. "Oh bother, they really don't have any sense," she uttered quietly. "I suppose it wouldn't be too much of a problem to claim they are out on an educational holiday under the care of the Queen's new knight. I'll also do my part to ease any potential tensions in the countries you'll be visiting. They truly don't understand how the world works outside of the palace, so… if you happen to teach them a few life lessons, I couldn't be mad as their mother," Mirellia stated, like she was going along with it. "Do keep me posted, and I'll let you return to your outing." she noted as well before hanging up to handle her end of that situation.

At the same time, Nikki was alone in the cockpit with Crow, having a little chat. It was obvious that he appreciated what he was looking at by the places his eyes went when she placed that bottle near his feet. He asked her if she wanted a hit, and she shook her head. "Naw, mate, it's great shit, but I only took my first hit yesterday for my birthday, and that shit had me way too randy. It does that… can't be all day off my ass on a plane,"Nikki explained, and she was already drinking. Further lowering her inhibitions wasn't a good idea. Still, the lad claimed to be in need of a good copilot and someone to have a look around his cockpit. There was quite a bit to be taken from words like that, and Nikki, in her infinite wisdom, still had a warning to give. "Like that look, eh? You offered to be my cameraman. Figured you might like to take a few, as long as you keep 'em to yourself. I could show you something while ya' show me your cockpit~" she said lightly. "Still, I should warn you… stuff with strong Hunters has gotten real… scary lately, and I'm not sure I can hold back properly. It'd be bad to cause a plane crash with my whole family aboard or injure the pilot. Can ya' work something like that for now?" she wondered. She wouldn't lead him on; she wasn't a cock tease or anything, but she definitely didn't think it was the best idea to have real sex while she was high, drunk, or wound up on her activities with Donnie.

All the while, the research that Iris was doing had her looking at a follow-up post from CountessSnackula a couple of months after the original one.

I take it back. It's so boring. Maybe it's my bad luck, but he doesn't get it. It doesn't do the same thing without extra effort. I get to the spot right before it should be great, and he's fucking spent. Don't take my advice… it's terrible.

While reading that one, a different kind of hypothesis formed. That the differences between classes of people actually weren't properly surmountable. If you aren't in the same range, all you can do… is expend everything you had to try. And if you don't do that… you can't even try to compete. That sounded more like gaming mechanics than anything. Like one of those games where if a boss outlevels the player… you can only do one damage. A game that becomes so much about skill that any other type of play simply doesn't work, but applied to magic and physical intimacy was crazy.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah... it's real easy to think through bad decisions," was all Donnie had to say about the young royals' deviant plan. Upon locating the pair, he wasn't going to make it too obvious they'd been found ─ at least not to them while the call was still going. Even so, Mirellia received his sent image and came to a rather quick conclusion about the situation. They didn't have to let on about a single thing to excuse the young royals' disappearance for a couple of days. Donnie could even give them some actual experience out in the world beyond Buckingham Palace. "Yeah, that sound like a good plan to me. I'll see what I can do," he said, trying to avoid any details that would let Auric and Melty know the cat was out of the bag. Mirellia cleared everything and ended the conversation and call from her end, freeing Donnie to put his phone down. What would he do about the intruders? Well... he took a few steps around, just to make a bit of noise. A few unnecessary steps just within the doorway proceeded the door's closing, all to present the idea that he'd gone back out. He hadn't.

It seemed Nikki didn't want to share the weed. That was a shame, or at least it would have been if Crow wasn't a more 'normal' smoker than what she'd become used to. Crow wasn't taking her reasons for denial. "New kid on the block, eh? That's alright! Perfect time to get used to it. Cockpit's a safe place; you get off your ass, and I'll get on it. Bloody good plan!" he urged, offering the blunt again ─ and the bottle of rum along with it. Crow figured, if he could get the woman shitfaced, he could have an even better time on this flight. Obviously she'd already passed the hurdle of an intoxicated pilot, so he considered all other naysaying unimportant. The same could be said about his reaction to Nikki's warning. He didn't care if she had incredible superpowers that could damage him physically, nor did such things sound like a necessary outcome for many things they could do. Peer pressure was normal when weed was the topic; Crow had it in spades for deviance as well. "Yeah nah nah, I'm not followin'. Never been much scared of anything. The plane's on autopilot. Can't crash the fucker without flippin' that switch and pressin' that button for five seconds," he explained, pointing out the switch and button required to disable autopilot. "Injuries, though... fack all, I can take a fat load of damage. 'Sides, taking a ute to the pelvis makes a good war story, yeah? Or... or, you could park the ute and I bring the petrol! Yeah, I know. I make a great plan!"

[Apollymi]

Donnie seemed to really understand what Mirellia meant. When she listened to him, she knew he was definitely trustworthy. Her children had chosen to travel the hard way, so she supposed they'd be learning to sink or swim. "Well, it's sink or swim, have fun darling~" she said playfully. And then the sounds would be stopping. And the door would be shutting and steps would be taken. Melty had dared not look out at anything for fear of risking exposing them, but in the same moment with nothing else going on she breathed a sigh of relief. "That was close," came Melty's muted whisper. She at least had the decency to wait a few seconds before allowing her voice to escape or her body to completely relax. Perhaps she was a bit too trusting, but she'd never done anything. While that happened, Iris read one more thing before coming to her own general theories. The last post by that CountessSnackula, a confession of how naughty she'd been lately, from only a couple of days ago.

I was so starved for attention, I ended up masturbating in front of my therapist during our session. Best one I've had since before the Gates. And it was only my fingers…

Reading that made Iris a bit more curious. And she ended up reading quite a few more of the comments. One user BlackRozeWitch had a single thing to say:

Doesn't seem like it was a bad thing to do. A little taboo makes life better. I've been cheating on my husband for years, we both awakened there isn't even a problem… the spice is just good. Be naughty, live a little.

The advice of a stranger in the situation made Iris feel like there was a common denominator among people who experienced life with choices. She didn't change her own mind about her thoughts on the best nature of life being an open relationship, she simply began to think people didn't have enough imagination to find better ways to sate dark desires. No matter… she had everything she needed now to not want to push boundaries. She also had enough extra information to rethink her approach and begin formulating a different plan. While she cooked that up on the backburner she began her usual checks for the day.

At the same time… Nikki was in the cockpit having a casual conversation with Crow. He'd offered her weed, but unlike her previous offers his came with a bit of pressure. "I mean… I am on vacation and I'd rather not be so baked I can't answer questions every time I do it," she confessed. She only got good at drinking by drinking, the logic was clear and whether she knew it or not, she'd folded to it when presented by the right individual. It'd been so easy to deny Drake something like smoking with him, mostly because she didn't like the way he asked, nor what his weed smelled like. Moving on from that little thought… she kept up her casual conversation and would accept the blunt and take a couple of hits, only choking out the last one. In the meantime, Nikki would be given the rundown on how stuff worked like a real copilot. One of the dangers she worried about was… a bit less of a problem than she thought it would be. With that in mind her general idea settled and the rest of her naysaying was picked apart by Crow over time. Including a mention about how sex could take place between them with less risk to himself. "Blimey, I've really been on one," she said while exhaling smoke. "I ain't think about doing it that way.. I've gotten really used to taking it for myself and not trusting the situation. But you know what…" she said giving it only a bit of thought and a cheeky smirk. Obviously she was working through and out of bad habits created by a bad relationship, and this was yet another stop on her way to actualization. "I got you flying us around, if you can move a plane, I think I can trust you to move all this, but let me help ya' out with it a bit first and… a condom, that's my last request, a girl can only be so irresponsible," she added pulling one out of her magic item box to hold it hostage.

[Bloodedge]

Once his conversation with the queen ended, Donnie ensured he made his own departure seem like it'd taken place. Nothing came of it immediately. After a few seconds, however, Melty's voice could be heard. That was close, she muttered. Conversely, Auric didn't know what to say. He also didn't get a chance to open his mouth before the unexpected voice of King Don sounded. "On God it was. I almost caught you sneakin' around in my bedroom. It'd be real crazy if you were the first girl to ever do that," he said, keeping the discovery lighthearted. Prince Auric, yet to be directly outed, froze beneath the bed. How was the man still there? This was a form of trick he'd not expected, but... at least he had better hiding ability! And, since Melty wanted to whore herself out for the musician's attention earlier, obviously she could get a lighter sentence for being a stowaway. Surely she wouldn't be thrown off the plane or anything. . .

At the other end of the plane, a small amount of pressure was enough to have Nikki reaching for Crow's blunt. She was on vacation, and found enough logic in the adjustment period of cannabis to take a couple of puffs. Number two wasn't so easy, but Crow had seen worse. "That's it, Sheila! Big lung, it'll go down real smooth. Don't mind that choking look, though. I'm starting to understand what... nah nah, never mind," he paused. Whatever comparison Crow was going to make, he decided against in a moment. Logic stemming from horny behavior continued to pass his lips, though. The dangers Nikki warned him against just didn't make any real sense to the pilot; his argument came from a legitimate lack of understanding toward Nikki's point. On the other hand, her reaction made it clear that he may have been in the right after all. Nikoleta Corbyn had become adjusted to seeking her own pleasure as a matter of necessity with... whatever partner or partners she had before. Ah, but she trusted Crow well enough to let him fly whilst two forms of intoxicated, and could thus rely on the man to... operate her ute, as it were. "Alright, but don't go gettin' too hopeful. I saw it earlier and had to turn me bloody head to see both sides. You need a right wide load banner on that thing!" he warned. Crow didn't foresee any ways he could be injured by getting behind Nikki, but he saw two colossal reasons he might not know what the hell he was doing with her. Either way, there were two additional statements made. First, Nikki wanted to help him with something ─ whatever that meant. Second, she demanded the use of a condom, which she proceeded to materialize via some magical means. "Yeah yeah, nah, no worries! Your house, your rules, as they say in... wherever. Probably a smidge on the snug side, but no worries. Wicked powers, by the way. So then, what's all this helpin' out stuff? I'll be honest... I've been out long enough to grab a bit of experience, but none of the subtleties, so I haven't got a bloody clue what you're on about."

[Apollymi]

Melty thought she was home free, the door had closed, footsteps had taken place, all should have been well. She muttered her one sentence only to find it was her undoing. She turned her head in the direction of a voice she knew quite well and had to squeal just a little, "Eeep!~" she seemed legitimately surprised to find Donnie in this place after randomly showing up in the place. "That doesn't make sense, you should have left! Is this… magic?" she couldn't help but wonder. "Also, this isn't at all what it looks like!" she exclaimed soon after. She was more than ready to completely justify herself. And to her credit, as a being, since her brother had yet to be identified she wouldn't be the one to mention him directly. Her utterance could have been one made to herself, she knew that, and obviously she'd still not come out from behind that wardrobe, but she did turn her head around to get a good look. It was King Don who'd caught her in his bedroom, she'd done nothing wrong, surely she wasn't the first girl to find herself in such a position. So quietly did Iris look through several online points and add certain extra information to a dossier she planned to hand off to an authority who could actually do something about a situation she'd been watching unfold for quite a while.

Meanwhile at the far end of the plane, Nikki took no time at all to fall to peer pressure. Nor did she seem to care very much about taking a couple of hits off a blunt while already being a couple of drinks deep. When she finished coughing she could only laugh, "You're wild, mate. Oh… and I'm Nikki by the way," she added, not remembering if her own introduction had been made by anyone but the Queen who would have used her entire government name to do so. Still she'd given a moment to trust Crow, in a way that she'd trusted Donnie. She'd given herself the ability to freely act up with another S-rank, but giving this man the ability to try and get her where she was going was something different. "You not wrong. Gotta be one of my best features really… check it out…" she said taking a little slow turn after passing that blunt back she'd show something legitimately interesting. She'd be changing back into that jacket and aviator sunglasses with just a bikini on beneath. And while she turned she bent over and showed him her entire ass, lowering just enough to bounce and clap her cheeks as she reached for that bottle of rum. Her mouth feeling strangely dry after that bit of smoke. She wasn't really feeling it yet, but she knew she would, so she wouldn't be taking another hit immediately. Soon enough she was making a couple more of those claps and hearing out what he had to say. "Yeah, the magic's pretty awesome and mine is extra strong. Handle with care~" she encouraged, but still, she'd be ready to drop that gigantic ass right in his lap, and shift it back and forth as she looked for his cock beneath his pants. She might as well get a feel for it. "Don't forget about my tour~" she mentioned. "I'm even dressed for the occasion. Copilot Nikki reporting for duty~" she added.