Rik couldn't dodge being hit because he was on his back, on the ground. However, between the kicking and Viktor's own desire to get away the Brit was stumbling away. As Viktor stumbled, Rick rolled onto his belly and Kicked at the singer's ankle as hard as he could.
Then he was scrambling to get on his feet. His own head spinning and needing to shove his hair out of his face as it came loose from the braid.
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Ziggy nodded because he heard it too.
"I can't make the elevator." He wished he could but he would faint for sure right now. "Get my dad and some of the others. Go find out what is going on."
The kick was felt by the singer who swore and growled in pain as he grabbed hold of the bin's lid, aiming to do a wrestling move to jump onto Rik with all his weight. Viktor had been in street brawls before and this was no different. As the Dane got to his feet, the singer got his balance and aimed a punch to his opponent's gut.
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Mick knew he had to act to stop Ziggy from feeling dizzy and sick. Any act of violence made the Anthean ill and the blond was out of his mind with worry. Pressing a kiss to Ziggy's cheek, he nodded and quickly left the room to find Tom and rally some of the others to help in the search.
"Hey, lads? Come and help! There's a fight going down at the back of the hotel. We need to stop it!"
Banging on all the doors, Mick hoped some of them would come to help. Gilly shoved the door open half-dressed and Hunter came out behind wearing his pyjamas. He frowned and gently pushed Gilly back inside with a kiss. He would be coming to help. Weird also stepped out into the hallway hearing Mick's voice, wondering what was going on. He would also come and help Ronno.
Billy, well he was coming up to Mick wondering what was going on. A fight? Shit. Viktor's lot? It had to be. Either that or some thug was attacking one of the band members. He nodded to Mick and went to help.
Rik didn't usually fight but he wasn't about to get punched again. Shaking his head to clear it, he set to get away from Viktor's reach.
"You coming to hit me again you bitch?" Rik taunted as he tensed to get away when the singer inevitably came at him.
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Tom heard all the racket and came out in the hall. He's dressed and grouching. Of course there is a fight. Rolling his eyes, Tom walks to the elevator and presses the button while everyone else gets themselves together. He's going to knock some heads if he has to deal with the police.
Viktor snorted in laughter and spat out some blood from the back of his mouth onto the floor. Fuck if he was going to lose to a lanky Dane who played the fucking harp! Cracking his neck, he aimed a swing at Rik's face once more, oblivious of all the people now descending upon them from the hotel.
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Mick's heart was pounding in his chest as he got into the elevator with Tom, Billy and Hunter. Shit. Someone was fighting--or rather, two people were fighting at the back of the hotel and it had to be stopped. Ziggy was suffering. Tom looked pissed and he had every right to be. As the elevator came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs, everyone piled out and moved to where the disturbance was.
Rik was up and stable enough to dodge. His speed and slender build making it a bit easier. He moved to shove the singer away. While he wanted to punch the hell out of Viktor, the Dane had no desire to be hit again. He already had blood dripping from his mouth.
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Tom was pissed. The drunken sex and loudness was one thing but fighting was a whole other deal. He came out the fire exit door into the alley ans didn't care who the hell was fighting.
"What in the bloody fucking hell are you doing?" His voice steely enough to cut through anything once he realized it was the bands fighting. Fucking hell!
The dodge caused the singer to frown because the Dane was too fucking quick. There was no way he could land another blow when his opponent was being so fast. Then, Viktor heard the fire escape open and the yelling. Fuck, it was Ziggy's old man! He turned and wiped his own bloody mouth with the back of his hand.
"We're having a scuffle, nothing else. Harp boy over here wanted to take a hit at me."
His chest was heaving from exertion and his ankle, face and legs ached but he didn't care. The anger overrode any rational thought from the punk's mind.
Hunter gasped when he saw Rik in such a state and swore softly in his native tongue. Mick just frowned and felt anger rise in him. These two having a fucking fight and causing Ziggy to almost pass out. Jesus. Billy though, he looked shocked and angry at the whole thing. He ran towards his Dane and pulled him into a hug, pulling out a cloth to wipe at Rik's face.
Rik turned on Viktor, angry as ever. "I wouldn't want to if you hadn't almost killed people you dumb bastard."
He was about to go at Vikto again when Billy grabbed him. Rik didn't care if anyone else was angry. He was half tempted to even push Billy away to get at Viktor again but instead just glared at him while the Brit tried to clean him up.
Tom looked between the two of them and scowled. "What the hell is going on?"
Tom would not take anything but an answer and if one of then tried to just walk away they'd learn the Tom traveled around with them.
"Shut your cake hole, you poncy prick! It was a fucking joke and how was I supposed to know you'd be the one to eat it."
Viktor kicked a stone on the ground and then noticed Billy rounding on him. The guitarist just had no idea what was going on but he was fucking angry that he had hit his Dane. Aiming a punch into Viktor's gut, Billy swore and then walked backwards. Fuck this. Tom though...he looked pissed more than anyone else. Except Mick, he was seething too because of the damage it was causing his girl. Speaking up, Mick frowned;
"You bloody idiots are hurting Ziggy. He doesn't like fights---it causes him anxiety."
It was the best way he could choose to word it without mentioning anything to do with his pacifist Anthean heritage. Viktor just shrugged and shot daggers at the Dane. Shit. He didn't know Rik wanted to smash his face in.
"If fucking overdosing me wasn't bad enough you fucking opened your trap about it being Billy that was supposed to get fucked over eating coke and not knowing it." Rik was about to break free to turn on Viktor until Mick opened his mouth.
The Dane turned his eyes on the shorter guitarist. "Fuck your girlfriend's anxiety. This fucking piece of shit overdosed me and thinks it doesn't fucking matter."
To be fair, Rik was more pissed that it was supposed to be Billy.
Tom was looking between them, eyes lingering on the way Billy and Rik were acting. Sighing heavily he looked at Viktor.
"You laced something with coke?" Tom had been around enough. "And then you were a bloody fucking thick in the head and told him it was meant for his boyfriend?"
Tom just shook his head. "What did you expect was coming after that.. a thank you?"
Tom is so fucking done. "If anyone so much as throws another punch I'll put your asses in place." Himself or he'd let the dumbasses get arrested.
Viktor just rolled his eyes at the whole shitshow this had turned into. It was a joke gone wrong. No one was supposed to get overdosed, least not the Dane. He wanted to slug the prick in his face once more but knew Tom would get pissed. It seemed everyone was angry right now, even Hunter looked disappointed at the whole situation. Mick looked ready to punch someone but knew it would be foolish. Hadn't he said Ziggy got anxiety due to the fight? Mick glared at Rik for speaking about Ziggy like that.
"Hey, watch your mouth, mate. No need to yell at me because you got your pants in a knot with blockhead here."
He was done with both their shit too much like Tom. Billy just sighed and held onto his Dane, just in case he was going to have a pop at Viktor again.
The tall singer just looking at the ground before glancing back up at Tom and then to Rik. Maybe he should say sorry? Yeah, it was a poncy move but what else did he had to lose? Getting arrested or a slug in the face from Ziggy's old man? None of those sounded good.
"Maybe it was a fucking stupid move but---I didn't want anyone to fucking overdose. Just get a bit high that's all. I'm no fucking murderer."
Rik stared at Mick like he was stupid. "Yeah? I'd like to see you have a civil conversation if someone said hurting you was supposed to happen to Ziggy."
That was it, out in the open. All the Dane went through was supposed to happen to his lover and that sent him off the rails.
Tom just stared at the singer and sighed. "It sounds like you almost became one whether you wanted to or not." He says slightly calmer for necessity's sake. Then he looks between the two and points to the door.
"Both of you, get in and clean up before the cops come and I have to deal with more bullshit." Tom was done, this was done.
Mick just stood his ground and clenched his fists, not moving though. He could understand Rik's plight though involving Billy and the way Viktor had near poisoned his man. Fuck. If it had been Ziggy then Mick would have acted like the Dane. He sighed and nodded.
"Fuck mate, if someone did that to Ziggy I'd fucking kill them. But yeah---I see your point. Blockhead? It was a bloody idiot move."
He glanced towards Viktor and shook his head, annoyed but feeling some of the anxiety fade now that both blokes had stopped hitting one another. Tom, he looked ready to deck both of them in. Hunter though, he had just been listening and silent the whole time, just taking it all in. Moving quickly over to Viktor he slapped the man across the face in anger.
"Din slyna!"
The Swede then kissed Rik on the cheek before going back inside, clearly fucked off by Viktor nearly killing his guitarist. Billy's eyes just went wide and then he swore under his breath. Fuck. Viktor, you idiot!
Rik was coming down of the adrenaline and it showed. He winced and touched the swollen lip and winced even more when he frowned at the blood on his fingers.
"I didn't mean to make him sick too." Rik felt bad about Ziggy getting pulled in and sickened. Rik just couldn't standby and wait for something to happen again.
Rik's eyes got wide when Hubter slapped Viktor. That was never good, not when it was a serious slap.
"Jeg ville ikke kæmpe. Jeg var nødt til at." The Dane whispers to Hunter as he kisses his cheek. The Dane though isn't about to test Tom who looks furious in his eyes despite the outward calm.
Rik puts an arm around Billy to head inside. He's not walking quite right because the pains from all the hitting and slamming around are seeping in. It hurt, everywhere.
Billy knew this would happen ever since Viktor played his "prank" on the sugar bowl and Rik got sick. Badly sick and could have very nearly ended up in hospital...or worse. The Dane wasn't used to taking coke so his body had reacted violently. Billy should have known but how could he? It was over now and Hunter---well, he looked fucking pissed. Mick did too after having Ziggy upset over it.
Viktor just slunk past everyone with his tail between his legs aching but mostly with his pride in ruins. He would make it up to Rik somehow just---not now. The guy needed space and time with his lover. Billy would look after him.
Mick brushed past Rik and offered the bloke a quick pat on the shoulder before heading back up towards the elevator to Ziggy. He had to make sure his girlfriend was alright. If blockhead tried anything like this again---he'd slug him himself. Fucking idiot. Billy slid his hand into the Dane's and pressed a kiss to his neck.
"Rik? I want to tend to your injuries, mate. Fuck, you got badly beaten up. I'm---sorry Viktor did this to you."
He also felt bad for his singer because he knew Viktor didn't mean to poison anyone. Not seriously. But it seemed he learned his lesson the hard way. This---it shouldn't have happened at all.
Rik gave Mick an apologetic glance. He hadn't meant to upset the others. Then he had his lover's hand and squeezed it gently. He knew there would be bruises on his back and abdomen and face. He couldn't even remember where else he had been hit.
Rik shook his head. "He didn't getaway unscathed."
The Dane knew he got a couple good hits in. He had a feeling he might come out the otherside with some blood. He wasn't a fighter after all, Viktor was. Rik is happy to be going upstairs. "I'll need ice."
Tom was last to come up and stopped by to ask Gloria to check in on the two fools that had fought, just in case. She agreed. Besides, this was the reason she had been brought along.
Ziggy was in their room and laying in the bed resting. He was starting to feel better now that the energy had calmed around him.
He was just a little stunned by Viktor's show and the way the two had fought. He hadn't wanted Rik to go against the Dane but he understood why now. It was more because the coke was meant for Billy and this had caused Rik to get angry and want to fight Viktor. It was a mess but it was over now. Walking up to the elevator with his lover, Billy pressed a kiss to the Dane's cheek.
As for Viktor, he was on his way back to his room sulking and nursing his injured pride more than anything else. He had sustained some injuries but not as many as the lithe Dane. He could fight though. Pushing open the door to his room he just slumped down onto the bed.
Mick, making his way back to see Ziggy, hoping he was alright now that the fighting had ceased. Trust blockhead and that fiery Dane to get into a fight. Walking back into their hotel room, he looked and saw Ziggy on the bed.
"How do you feel, love? It was that blockhead punk and the tall Dane bloke fighting."
Rik hadn't really meant to fight. It just sort of happened through escalation and Viktor causing him to believe a fight was the only way the singer would ever back down. He laid his head against Billy's while they waited for the elevator. His lip hurt too much to kiss right now.
It is about fifteen minutes after teh fight that Gloria comes to knock on Viktor's door. She's used to punky men and figures there will be macho pride involved, at least at first.
Ziggy is glad to see Mick and stretches out where he is laying in the bed. Nodding he sits up. The earlier feelings fading. He's not surprised to hear Viktor was involved but the mild mannered, at least in the few times they had spoken, Dane being involved was unexpected. "Why were they fighting?"
As they rode the elevator back up to their hotel room, Billy just held Rik's hand because he didn't want to risk hugging him or pushing against any bruised part of his body. His lip was cut and he looked pretty beat up. Sighing, he just wanted to get Rik back into their room and apply ice to his bruises.
"I love you, you proud sexy Dane."
It was all he could muster as the elevator rode to the top and they both stepped out into the lobby.
Meanwhile, Viktor was in his room sulking. The knock had him scowling at the door wondering if it was Ziggy's old man come to give him some bullshit about not fighting. Grunting as he got up, he pulled open the door and was met by Weird's woman. He just walked back into his room and unscrewed a bottle of vodka drinking some from the neck.
"Did Ziggy's old man send you?"
In Mick's room--he was now slumping onto the bed next to the Anthean, sliding a hand along Ziggy's arm. It was so fucking stupid that they had to be fighting but Mick knew why Rik did it. He had to. Defending his boyfriend and also teaching that lug Viktor a lesson.
"That blockhead Viktor---he put coke in the sugar bowl and wanted to prank Billy but the Dane ate it and got sick."
Rik couldn't smile much because it hurt. Instead he stroked Billy's cheek and hair. The Dane couldn't help but think it was worth it.
"Sexet britisk oprør. Skal du passe på mig?" Rik whispered to Billy as they rode. He knew his ribs were probably bruised but it was worth it if it meant Viktor would stop being a fool.
Gloria remained passive at the show from Viktor and stepped in shaking her head. "No. I travel with the Spiders because I'm a doctor."
She had a small medkit with her to check on the singer. "I know that no one else is going to come check on your injuries."
There's a stubbornness to Gloria and she's ready for some sort of flack from Viktor about being taken care of by anyone.
Ziggy looks up at Mick and sighs while running his hand up Mick's arm. Ziggy was glad the fighting had stopped. "The Dane doesn't do coke."
Ziggy turned over and then realized what sick meant in this case. There's a bit of shock and then he shakes his head. "I'll be fine, Mick."
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Then he was scrambling to get on his feet. His own head spinning and needing to shove his hair out of his face as it came loose from the braid.
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Ziggy nodded because he heard it too.
"I can't make the elevator." He wished he could but he would faint for sure right now. "Get my dad and some of the others. Go find out what is going on."
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Mick knew he had to act to stop Ziggy from feeling dizzy and sick. Any act of violence made the Anthean ill and the blond was out of his mind with worry. Pressing a kiss to Ziggy's cheek, he nodded and quickly left the room to find Tom and rally some of the others to help in the search.
"Hey, lads? Come and help! There's a fight going down at the back of the hotel. We need to stop it!"
Banging on all the doors, Mick hoped some of them would come to help. Gilly shoved the door open half-dressed and Hunter came out behind wearing his pyjamas. He frowned and gently pushed Gilly back inside with a kiss. He would be coming to help. Weird also stepped out into the hallway hearing Mick's voice, wondering what was going on. He would also come and help Ronno.
Billy, well he was coming up to Mick wondering what was going on. A fight? Shit. Viktor's lot? It had to be. Either that or some thug was attacking one of the band members. He nodded to Mick and went to help.
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"You coming to hit me again you bitch?" Rik taunted as he tensed to get away when the singer inevitably came at him.
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Tom heard all the racket and came out in the hall. He's dressed and grouching. Of course there is a fight. Rolling his eyes, Tom walks to the elevator and presses the button while everyone else gets themselves together. He's going to knock some heads if he has to deal with the police.
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Viktor snorted in laughter and spat out some blood from the back of his mouth onto the floor. Fuck if he was going to lose to a lanky Dane who played the fucking harp! Cracking his neck, he aimed a swing at Rik's face once more, oblivious of all the people now descending upon them from the hotel.
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Mick's heart was pounding in his chest as he got into the elevator with Tom, Billy and Hunter. Shit. Someone was fighting--or rather, two people were fighting at the back of the hotel and it had to be stopped. Ziggy was suffering. Tom looked pissed and he had every right to be. As the elevator came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs, everyone piled out and moved to where the disturbance was.
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Tom was pissed. The drunken sex and loudness was one thing but fighting was a whole other deal. He came out the fire exit door into the alley ans didn't care who the hell was fighting.
"What in the bloody fucking hell are you doing?" His voice steely enough to cut through anything once he realized it was the bands fighting. Fucking hell!
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"We're having a scuffle, nothing else. Harp boy over here wanted to take a hit at me."
His chest was heaving from exertion and his ankle, face and legs ached but he didn't care. The anger overrode any rational thought from the punk's mind.
Hunter gasped when he saw Rik in such a state and swore softly in his native tongue. Mick just frowned and felt anger rise in him. These two having a fucking fight and causing Ziggy to almost pass out. Jesus. Billy though, he looked shocked and angry at the whole thing. He ran towards his Dane and pulled him into a hug, pulling out a cloth to wipe at Rik's face.
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He was about to go at Vikto again when Billy grabbed him. Rik didn't care if anyone else was angry. He was half tempted to even push Billy away to get at Viktor again but instead just glared at him while the Brit tried to clean him up.
Tom looked between the two of them and scowled. "What the hell is going on?"
Tom would not take anything but an answer and if one of then tried to just walk away they'd learn the Tom traveled around with them.
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Viktor kicked a stone on the ground and then noticed Billy rounding on him. The guitarist just had no idea what was going on but he was fucking angry that he had hit his Dane. Aiming a punch into Viktor's gut, Billy swore and then walked backwards. Fuck this. Tom though...he looked pissed more than anyone else. Except Mick, he was seething too because of the damage it was causing his girl. Speaking up, Mick frowned;
"You bloody idiots are hurting Ziggy. He doesn't like fights---it causes him anxiety."
It was the best way he could choose to word it without mentioning anything to do with his pacifist Anthean heritage. Viktor just shrugged and shot daggers at the Dane. Shit. He didn't know Rik wanted to smash his face in.
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The Dane turned his eyes on the shorter guitarist. "Fuck your girlfriend's anxiety. This fucking piece of shit overdosed me and thinks it doesn't fucking matter."
To be fair, Rik was more pissed that it was supposed to be Billy.
Tom was looking between them, eyes lingering on the way Billy and Rik were acting. Sighing heavily he looked at Viktor.
"You laced something with coke?" Tom had been around enough. "And then you were a bloody fucking thick in the head and told him it was meant for his boyfriend?"
Tom just shook his head. "What did you expect was coming after that.. a thank you?"
Tom is so fucking done. "If anyone so much as throws another punch I'll put your asses in place." Himself or he'd let the dumbasses get arrested.
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"Hey, watch your mouth, mate. No need to yell at me because you got your pants in a knot with blockhead here."
He was done with both their shit too much like Tom. Billy just sighed and held onto his Dane, just in case he was going to have a pop at Viktor again.
The tall singer just looking at the ground before glancing back up at Tom and then to Rik. Maybe he should say sorry? Yeah, it was a poncy move but what else did he had to lose? Getting arrested or a slug in the face from Ziggy's old man? None of those sounded good.
"Maybe it was a fucking stupid move but---I didn't want anyone to fucking overdose. Just get a bit high that's all. I'm no fucking murderer."
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That was it, out in the open. All the Dane went through was supposed to happen to his lover and that sent him off the rails.
Tom just stared at the singer and sighed. "It sounds like you almost became one whether you wanted to or not." He says slightly calmer for necessity's sake. Then he looks between the two and points to the door.
"Both of you, get in and clean up before the cops come and I have to deal with more bullshit." Tom was done, this was done.
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"Fuck mate, if someone did that to Ziggy I'd fucking kill them. But yeah---I see your point. Blockhead? It was a bloody idiot move."
He glanced towards Viktor and shook his head, annoyed but feeling some of the anxiety fade now that both blokes had stopped hitting one another. Tom, he looked ready to deck both of them in. Hunter though, he had just been listening and silent the whole time, just taking it all in. Moving quickly over to Viktor he slapped the man across the face in anger.
"Din slyna!"
The Swede then kissed Rik on the cheek before going back inside, clearly fucked off by Viktor nearly killing his guitarist. Billy's eyes just went wide and then he swore under his breath. Fuck. Viktor, you idiot!
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"I didn't mean to make him sick too." Rik felt bad about Ziggy getting pulled in and sickened. Rik just couldn't standby and wait for something to happen again.
Rik's eyes got wide when Hubter slapped Viktor. That was never good, not when it was a serious slap.
"Jeg ville ikke kæmpe. Jeg var nødt til at." The Dane whispers to Hunter as he kisses his cheek. The Dane though isn't about to test Tom who looks furious in his eyes despite the outward calm.
Rik puts an arm around Billy to head inside. He's not walking quite right because the pains from all the hitting and slamming around are seeping in. It hurt, everywhere.
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Billy knew this would happen ever since Viktor played his "prank" on the sugar bowl and Rik got sick. Badly sick and could have very nearly ended up in hospital...or worse. The Dane wasn't used to taking coke so his body had reacted violently. Billy should have known but how could he? It was over now and Hunter---well, he looked fucking pissed. Mick did too after having Ziggy upset over it.
Viktor just slunk past everyone with his tail between his legs aching but mostly with his pride in ruins. He would make it up to Rik somehow just---not now. The guy needed space and time with his lover. Billy would look after him.
Mick brushed past Rik and offered the bloke a quick pat on the shoulder before heading back up towards the elevator to Ziggy. He had to make sure his girlfriend was alright. If blockhead tried anything like this again---he'd slug him himself. Fucking idiot. Billy slid his hand into the Dane's and pressed a kiss to his neck.
"Rik? I want to tend to your injuries, mate. Fuck, you got badly beaten up. I'm---sorry Viktor did this to you."
He also felt bad for his singer because he knew Viktor didn't mean to poison anyone. Not seriously. But it seemed he learned his lesson the hard way. This---it shouldn't have happened at all.
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Rik shook his head. "He didn't getaway unscathed."
The Dane knew he got a couple good hits in. He had a feeling he might come out the otherside with some blood. He wasn't a fighter after all, Viktor was. Rik is happy to be going upstairs. "I'll need ice."
Tom was last to come up and stopped by to ask Gloria to check in on the two fools that had fought, just in case. She agreed. Besides, this was the reason she had been brought along.
Ziggy was in their room and laying in the bed resting. He was starting to feel better now that the energy had calmed around him.
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He was just a little stunned by Viktor's show and the way the two had fought. He hadn't wanted Rik to go against the Dane but he understood why now. It was more because the coke was meant for Billy and this had caused Rik to get angry and want to fight Viktor. It was a mess but it was over now. Walking up to the elevator with his lover, Billy pressed a kiss to the Dane's cheek.
As for Viktor, he was on his way back to his room sulking and nursing his injured pride more than anything else. He had sustained some injuries but not as many as the lithe Dane. He could fight though. Pushing open the door to his room he just slumped down onto the bed.
Mick, making his way back to see Ziggy, hoping he was alright now that the fighting had ceased. Trust blockhead and that fiery Dane to get into a fight. Walking back into their hotel room, he looked and saw Ziggy on the bed.
"How do you feel, love? It was that blockhead punk and the tall Dane bloke fighting."
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It is about fifteen minutes after teh fight that Gloria comes to knock on Viktor's door. She's used to punky men and figures there will be macho pride involved, at least at first.
Ziggy is glad to see Mick and stretches out where he is laying in the bed. Nodding he sits up. The earlier feelings fading. He's not surprised to hear Viktor was involved but the mild mannered, at least in the few times they had spoken, Dane being involved was unexpected. "Why were they fighting?"
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"I love you, you proud sexy Dane."
It was all he could muster as the elevator rode to the top and they both stepped out into the lobby.
Meanwhile, Viktor was in his room sulking. The knock had him scowling at the door wondering if it was Ziggy's old man come to give him some bullshit about not fighting. Grunting as he got up, he pulled open the door and was met by Weird's woman. He just walked back into his room and unscrewed a bottle of vodka drinking some from the neck.
"Did Ziggy's old man send you?"
In Mick's room--he was now slumping onto the bed next to the Anthean, sliding a hand along Ziggy's arm. It was so fucking stupid that they had to be fighting but Mick knew why Rik did it. He had to. Defending his boyfriend and also teaching that lug Viktor a lesson.
"That blockhead Viktor---he put coke in the sugar bowl and wanted to prank Billy but the Dane ate it and got sick."
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"Sexet britisk oprør. Skal du passe på mig?" Rik whispered to Billy as they rode. He knew his ribs were probably bruised but it was worth it if it meant Viktor would stop being a fool.
Gloria remained passive at the show from Viktor and stepped in shaking her head. "No. I travel with the Spiders because I'm a doctor."
She had a small medkit with her to check on the singer. "I know that no one else is going to come check on your injuries."
There's a stubbornness to Gloria and she's ready for some sort of flack from Viktor about being taken care of by anyone.
Ziggy looks up at Mick and sighs while running his hand up Mick's arm. Ziggy was glad the fighting had stopped. "The Dane doesn't do coke."
Ziggy turned over and then realized what sick meant in this case. There's a bit of shock and then he shakes his head. "I'll be fine, Mick."