Time to Be Seen
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ziggyplayedguitarIt was almost time for something that had started, or been planned, long ago. Now they were here, the morning after the London show and the Anthean was standing on the mezinine, in the hotel, that overlooked the dining room. The bands were filtering in to find friends, bandmates, and lovers. The scene was rowdy, unpredictable, chaotic. Ziggy watched, leaning on the railing, and felt deep down that this is what he was meant to do. One of the messages that he had set out to send was the need for putting aside differences, crossing cultures and boundries. He knew that was needed to save humanity, to save the Earth.
He smiled guessing at the number of music generas now on the tour. 5? Glam rock, glam metal, punk. thrash, Glam..folk... what the hell genera were the Hammers, anyway? Ziggy suddenly realized he didn't know and no one had really ever defined them either. Maybe turning from labels was the point of it all. Seven countries represented the people below and, if he could be honest, two planets. That part had to remain quiet but seven countries was a hell of a lot.
All of his thoughts about grand ideas and prophecies easily became overshadowed by what he saw. Near thirty of them now, people who felt as outsiders, people who were lost, grieving, broken, hurting, traumatized... lonely... brought together into a family. One insane, gigantic family that had him laughing as he heard the morning scream of Aarne who never greeted anyone at less than his full vocal capacity. This had started with six; the Spiders, Robert and Ziggy's father. They weren't yet close, Mick bolting, and everything disjointed. Three years ago.
Ziggy's mind drifted, two years left. They had two years to save the world, to save it from the horrors that Jack and Damien lived because Ziggy knew that was one of the possible futures, one of the possible outcomes. Thomas had finally divulged that detail to him months ago. None of them knew, or well most of them didn't know, they were the saviors of this Earth, or trying to be. Maybe in their hearts they did know and he doubted them because it was subconcious, a natural drive. Was that what he had picked up on when he put these bands in proximity to each other? A drive to tell everyone and everything to fuck off and show the world a better way?
Ziggy had a lot of questions on his mind, but not a lot of answers. Life worked that way. Rekker had once told him that; “Hindsight is the only place with answers. If you were looking toward the future it should be like you are deep in a fog and fumbling toward the sound of your goals. Never knowing what was going to come out of it, no clue what you would stumble into. If you knew exactly how the future was going to go then you weren't risking anything at all. You weren't doing anything new.” Those words had been the older singer's advice to Ziggy when he started with his first band. Even with two prophetic aliens running with this crew the future was unknown. How true the Brit's words were now that they were kicking around in Ziggy's head with years of hindsight to give them meaning. For Ziggy, and the Brit himself.
Over all his thoughts was a layer of emotions and language from below. His Anthean senses picking up on it even if he was barely paying attention to the concrete world, lost in an internal dialogue. There was love below, a whole room full of it now that they had taken over the hotel's entire dining hall between the bands and the crew that were staying at the same place. The Anthean couldn't even tell them all how this one act protected him from the hostile environment of humanity. The environment that had nearly driven Thomas insane when he was trapped in it alone, lesson learned. He rolled his eyes at the older Anthean sitting beside his father, suspicious that he knew.
Thomas told Ziggy he needed to encourage the most hidden he encountered to be themselves and to love without reservation. The singer had thought that was a grand word of prophecy from the Anthean who was more in-tune with his abilities. Ziggy doubted it now. Hindsight, Rekker's heavy London accent intruded in his thoughts while the Anthean's eyes focused on Gilly. He was the one that started this. One diner conversation where Ziggy pulled him aside and told him to go to Hunter. A string of events rippled out from that moment which drew in each of the others one at a time. Stepping back from that moment with Gllly was Mick and his courage to finally say enough hiding. Ziggy was trying to weave a line of threads between people. He and Mick, to Gilly, to Gilly's older brother, the Hell's Angel's, Hunter, The Hammers, Hunter to Erik, to Robert, to Rekker and Hexed, to Bjorn and Blixt to Hans, and Ollie.. and back to Rik in the Hammers, twice there, to Billy to Viktor and Vars and across to Dee and Ulrik and on and on stitching back and around though the heart of the bands.. then he had to backpedal.. somewhere in there existed Jack to Zack to Damien and himself to Gloria and Weird. The spider web of connections.
Ziggy froze and then laughed thinking of Newton when the young Anthean had his heart set on his band being known as the Spiders. Newton had this knowing little smirk the entire time he sat quietly in that café while Ziggy prattled on with glorious intentions and optimism. It was before his father had met Newton, before the first band, long before this. The Spiders were a web, or created one anyway, that culminated in this. Thomas knew. And Ziggy laughed at the idea that his people thought he was the prophetic one.
The Anthean finally pulled himself away from his thoughts when he saw Mick staring up at him with love. He waved and moved toward the steps that lead below. They all needed to get food and get it together. This evening was to be an interview for the ages. He wondered if the silent Anthean, Thomas, had an inkling of what was about to happen. The more he thought about it the more the answer to that question was a resounding yes.
He smiled guessing at the number of music generas now on the tour. 5? Glam rock, glam metal, punk. thrash, Glam..folk... what the hell genera were the Hammers, anyway? Ziggy suddenly realized he didn't know and no one had really ever defined them either. Maybe turning from labels was the point of it all. Seven countries represented the people below and, if he could be honest, two planets. That part had to remain quiet but seven countries was a hell of a lot.
All of his thoughts about grand ideas and prophecies easily became overshadowed by what he saw. Near thirty of them now, people who felt as outsiders, people who were lost, grieving, broken, hurting, traumatized... lonely... brought together into a family. One insane, gigantic family that had him laughing as he heard the morning scream of Aarne who never greeted anyone at less than his full vocal capacity. This had started with six; the Spiders, Robert and Ziggy's father. They weren't yet close, Mick bolting, and everything disjointed. Three years ago.
Ziggy's mind drifted, two years left. They had two years to save the world, to save it from the horrors that Jack and Damien lived because Ziggy knew that was one of the possible futures, one of the possible outcomes. Thomas had finally divulged that detail to him months ago. None of them knew, or well most of them didn't know, they were the saviors of this Earth, or trying to be. Maybe in their hearts they did know and he doubted them because it was subconcious, a natural drive. Was that what he had picked up on when he put these bands in proximity to each other? A drive to tell everyone and everything to fuck off and show the world a better way?
Ziggy had a lot of questions on his mind, but not a lot of answers. Life worked that way. Rekker had once told him that; “Hindsight is the only place with answers. If you were looking toward the future it should be like you are deep in a fog and fumbling toward the sound of your goals. Never knowing what was going to come out of it, no clue what you would stumble into. If you knew exactly how the future was going to go then you weren't risking anything at all. You weren't doing anything new.” Those words had been the older singer's advice to Ziggy when he started with his first band. Even with two prophetic aliens running with this crew the future was unknown. How true the Brit's words were now that they were kicking around in Ziggy's head with years of hindsight to give them meaning. For Ziggy, and the Brit himself.
Over all his thoughts was a layer of emotions and language from below. His Anthean senses picking up on it even if he was barely paying attention to the concrete world, lost in an internal dialogue. There was love below, a whole room full of it now that they had taken over the hotel's entire dining hall between the bands and the crew that were staying at the same place. The Anthean couldn't even tell them all how this one act protected him from the hostile environment of humanity. The environment that had nearly driven Thomas insane when he was trapped in it alone, lesson learned. He rolled his eyes at the older Anthean sitting beside his father, suspicious that he knew.
Thomas told Ziggy he needed to encourage the most hidden he encountered to be themselves and to love without reservation. The singer had thought that was a grand word of prophecy from the Anthean who was more in-tune with his abilities. Ziggy doubted it now. Hindsight, Rekker's heavy London accent intruded in his thoughts while the Anthean's eyes focused on Gilly. He was the one that started this. One diner conversation where Ziggy pulled him aside and told him to go to Hunter. A string of events rippled out from that moment which drew in each of the others one at a time. Stepping back from that moment with Gllly was Mick and his courage to finally say enough hiding. Ziggy was trying to weave a line of threads between people. He and Mick, to Gilly, to Gilly's older brother, the Hell's Angel's, Hunter, The Hammers, Hunter to Erik, to Robert, to Rekker and Hexed, to Bjorn and Blixt to Hans, and Ollie.. and back to Rik in the Hammers, twice there, to Billy to Viktor and Vars and across to Dee and Ulrik and on and on stitching back and around though the heart of the bands.. then he had to backpedal.. somewhere in there existed Jack to Zack to Damien and himself to Gloria and Weird. The spider web of connections.
Ziggy froze and then laughed thinking of Newton when the young Anthean had his heart set on his band being known as the Spiders. Newton had this knowing little smirk the entire time he sat quietly in that café while Ziggy prattled on with glorious intentions and optimism. It was before his father had met Newton, before the first band, long before this. The Spiders were a web, or created one anyway, that culminated in this. Thomas knew. And Ziggy laughed at the idea that his people thought he was the prophetic one.
The Anthean finally pulled himself away from his thoughts when he saw Mick staring up at him with love. He waved and moved toward the steps that lead below. They all needed to get food and get it together. This evening was to be an interview for the ages. He wondered if the silent Anthean, Thomas, had an inkling of what was about to happen. The more he thought about it the more the answer to that question was a resounding yes.
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Date: 2022-07-27 08:10 pm (UTC)Rekker and Vars exchanged a glance that was one part camaraderie and one part violent anger. Rekker was worried talk of being put away would set Bjorn off in a bad way but then he looked past him at the Danes. Mikkel was about to sound off again but it was the way Ansgar was curling up.
It was Torden reaching down to comfort his lover that sent Vars over the edge. He picked up the full water glass and hurled it at the interviewer.
"They've dealt with enough, fucking bastard."
Rekker was about to go over the edge too. Robert was eyes wide because this could go south in a hurry.
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Date: 2022-07-27 08:18 pm (UTC)"Well done, mate. This cock is saying shit about stuff he knows nothing about."
Rex noticing Ansgar curling up, offering a caress to his back with his hand. Hans wanted to try and cool the situation down glancing towards Hunter who nodded, almost reading his ex's mind.
"Yes, I think everyone's dealt with enough. No more questions about all these allegations."
Hans' voice was firm and direct causing the interviewer to think again. The punks seemed to be aggressive, especially the one with the cane. Moving on---the guy arranged his mic on his chest and then glanced to Erik and Robert.
"Is it true some of you prefer younger men as lovers? Mr. Sterling? With your young invalid here."
Erik frowned at the word invalid.
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Date: 2022-07-27 08:36 pm (UTC)Rekker was trying to keep himself in check but he saw red when he heard Mister Sterling come out. Rekker slid Bjorn off is lap, almost into Vars'. Robert turned to the interviewer.
"You shouldn't ask these..." Robert fell silent as Rekker stood and grabbed the edge of the coffee table like table between them and the interviewer. He tossed it aside like it was made of paper.
"Give me those fucking cards!" Rekker was unhinged and Devon was on his feet to try and rein in their wild young guitarist.
"Rekker. He's just asking shit they tell him to. The guy is just a talking head." Devon was trying but the look he got from Rekker had the drummer ready to dodge. Nope he was pissed.
Robert tried to ignore his brother, sometimes that was for the best. "My partner is an invalid due to an attempt on his life. As much as you find amusement in all of this, attacks continue to happen on the members of this tour; insults, death threats, stalking, and unfortunately, attacks with intent to kill; like Erik and only a few years back on Ziggy and myself. Your nonchalant taunting and foolery over questions that pose real danger to our lives is why you have the Demon King of LA ready to toss you on your head." That last part held some amusement for Robert and did manage to crack a smile in Rekker's otherwise deadly glare.
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Date: 2022-07-27 08:48 pm (UTC)Until now.
After Rekker was done throwing the table, Weird decided to act because he wasn't going to put up with this man's rude questions any longer.
Sliding Gloria from his lap gently, Weird got up, still passive in his emotions, grabbing the nearest glass of water close by emptying it over the interviewer's head. Maybe now he'd think more clearly about asking stupid questions.
"Stop with the shit. You don't want this ginger demon to put you on your ass. Nor do you want an army of tarts, punks and everyone else trashing your pristine set."
Mick just staring and the interviewer near cowering from Rekker's display of strength and now Weird's water throwing episode.
Weird sat back down, pulling Gloria back into his lap.
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Date: 2022-07-27 08:57 pm (UTC)Mikkel thought this was all funny. "This guy and his writers are just jealous they don't got what it takes to get a hot, young piece of ass. Jealous bastards need to start shit to make up for their tiny cocks.".
Aarne couldn't help it as he grabbed on to Joe to not fall off the couch laughing. Mikkel had such a mouth on him. Even Rekker was laughing now.
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Date: 2022-07-28 03:23 pm (UTC)"The fuck? It's over already? You didn't even ask me shit, babe."
Joe pouted but then pulled Aarne by the hair and kissed his Fin. Mick just laughed and then kissed Ziggy on the lips. Liberation indeed. Was the interview over?
"I---I have an announcement to make."
Hunter gently slid off Gilly from his lap as he stood up, clearly nervous and wide-eyed a little. Hans frowned and wondered what was wrong with the singer who was usually strong and upbeat.
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Date: 2022-07-28 04:34 pm (UTC)Aarne saw the nervousness and then whistled and cheered before ruffling Joe's hair wildly and giving him a kiss. Between the statement and Aarne's loud and wild cheering, most eyes were on Hunter now, curious about what the commotion was about.
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:31 pm (UTC)"Gilly, will you marry me?"
The Swede looking up at Gilly with his large brown eyes now filling with tears of joy as the blond drummer clapped a hand over his mouth, gasping as the box was opened, revealing the pretty jewelled ring inside. Oh, it was beautiful! Gilly screamed with happiness then felt giddy all of a sudden, falling backwards fainting. The cameras snapping onto the event which was taking place live on air.
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Date: 2022-09-04 01:44 am (UTC)Rik had been watching confused but he heard the words and saw the drummer wavering. He knew that look and almost sprung off the couch where he had been sitting with Billy to catch Gilly before he hit the floor. When what Hunter said registered Rik wasn't surprised by the fainting. A lot of people might, especially on national TV.
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Date: 2022-10-12 07:14 pm (UTC)"What--what happened? Hunter? Oh---are we---did you ask me to marry you?"
Hunter was crying and now buried in Aarne's neck just so happy this was finally happening. Weird was smiling and patting Gilly on the shoulder to reassure the young Brit. Yes, it was all real. Mick was beaming too, happy Hunter proposed. Fuck! On air too.
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Date: 2022-11-12 02:24 pm (UTC)Rik smiled down at Gilly when he came around and helped the young Brit sit up slowly. The Dane moving so that Gilly could see Hunter sitting with Joe and Aarne. Even though he wasn't involved Rik could feel his heart hammering in his chest. He would have fainted too if this was him.
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Date: 2022-11-14 09:01 pm (UTC)Hunter used Swedish for the last part because he was so emotional, crying and feeling elation at doing this live on air. Most of the others just sat staring but some clapped, including Mick, who loved how Hunter was kicking social norms right in the bollocks. Fuck yes!
"Oh, Gilly. Aarne---I---this is the happiest day of my life."
Gilly was still shocked and couldn't believe it all. His face was still pale and he was being held up by others. Hunter just moving to kiss the young drummer on the lips in front of all the cameras. Two men kissing live on air in the Ziggy interview! The press would surely have a field day. Let them. They could all fuck off because Hunter didn't give a shit what they thought.
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Date: 2022-11-23 06:39 am (UTC)Rekker was still standing there with Weird and started to laugh beside his fellow Brit.
"Get over here." Rekker wiggled a finger at Bjorn to come join him. The others were one thing but Rekker's reputation as straight and very against glam men needed to be broken down. What better time than now?
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Date: 2022-12-05 09:14 pm (UTC)"Fuck, babe! We're getting married too!"
The excitable Swede now pushing his face into the nearest camera lens, laughing and then giving a middle finger before sliding into Rekker's lap. Utter chaos. Mick stroked Ziggy's hair and then kissed the singer on the lips. Liberation all around. Even Viktor punched Vars and then kissed the Norwegian on the neck.
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Date: 2022-12-06 05:16 am (UTC)Ziggy leaned into Mick and giggled as he felt the emotions running so high on the interview stage. Vars grabbed Viktor and yanked the Brit down on the couch, laughing and returning the kiss. The Norwegian knew this was one way to get the interview furniture smashed. Mikkel blushed where he was sitting with Sigurd and gave his a kiss on the cheek. On TV was almost too much for the young Dane.
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Date: 2022-12-24 08:49 pm (UTC)"Look at them all, love. This---it's all because of you. This interview. Because of what you--what we've brought to the world with our music."
Mick nuzzled into Ziggy's neck while Sigurd gave Mikkel a long, lingering kiss just when the camera panned onto them. As for what Tom would say to the lawyers was anyone's guess. At least nothing got smashed or broken this time. That and no one got punched or had a table thrown at them.
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Date: 2023-01-07 04:28 am (UTC)Ziggy glanced around at the others who were now making out, especially the young Dane and the Swede who were far more lip locked than the others. After a moment though, Mikkel leaned over to kiss Fredrik too.
Ziggy heard Mick's thoughts and shrugged. "My father's prepared."
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Date: 2023-01-09 07:53 pm (UTC)"It's a good thing Tom is prepared with our lot because we're a rag tag band of chaos."
Sigurd stroked Mikkel's back and then Bjorn screamed loudly while yanking on Rekker's long ginger hair. The interview was all but over because the interviewer had given up.
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Date: 2023-01-09 09:08 pm (UTC)Ziggy smiled and looked over at the others. "We should head back to the bus. I reserved us a place to have dinner."
Sure the restaurant had no idea what they were in for but food and drink was in order for celebration.
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Date: 2023-01-09 09:13 pm (UTC)Mick snuggled into Ziggy's neck then heard the table get knocked over as Viktor punched Vars and began wrestling with the Norwegian. Yep, time to leave. The cameras were still rolling as Joe got up and mooned a few of the cameras, laughing as he did so.
"Dinner? Good idea, love. We'll need a large place for all of us. Things are going to shit."
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Date: 2023-01-09 09:20 pm (UTC)They had rented out a room at a restaurant usually made for weddings or other affairs but it would do for what they had here. Surely this would be just as rowdy as a wedding.
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Date: 2023-01-09 09:25 pm (UTC)"SEX!"
Joe now shouting down one of the camera lenses as Bjorn joined in, giggling and flipping off in front of it. Sigurd shaking his head and rolling his eyes as he took Mikkel's hand, getting up and needing a drink and a smoke. Fuck! Weird walking up to where Mick and Ziggy were.
"Well done for doing this. I think it went well."
Mick nodded, loving that Weird had snapped and poured water over the interviewer's head.
"Good you tipped water over that bastard's head, mate."
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Date: 2023-01-09 09:32 pm (UTC)"He deserved it."
Mikkel took Sigurd's hand and then reached out the other to Fredrik. No doubt the cameras were going to get an eye full when they saw all the men with Torden. Served them right for being so stuck up as far as Mikkel was concerned but it did have him giggling.
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Date: 2023-01-10 08:37 pm (UTC)"You're right there, mate."
Fredrik was happy that everyone got their time to shine on live television. At least no one got hurt or things got overboard. The interviewer was an intrusive bastard but that was to be expected.
"We're going somewhere to eat now. I just heard from one of the others."
The blond Swede now nuzzling into Mikkel's hair as Sigurd held the Dane's hand.
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Date: 2023-01-10 08:54 pm (UTC)Mikkel nuzzled between his two partners. He's happy to to be getting away from all the prying eyes. He looked over to Rik and the two shared a worried glance but soon smiled as they tried to make the best of the situation. Rik was already reaching for Billy's hand to join the other Danes.
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