Simply from having been present during an overdose, he immediately appreciated her presence on the tour. As someone who spent the better part of his days helping people (or at least making it easier for all the doctors and nurses to help them), they probably had enough stories to stay up all night swapping.
“Hey, Ziggy only put me to work setting up lights and running cables because I’m terrible at sitting around and waiting.” He laughed.
Liking him was the primary reason Ziggy invited him out. No shame in that.
Aarne nodded. He understood, like Gloria,the primary goal was to not miss a lover while on tour and secondary was to give them something to do. Aarne would be the last to shame that since he had occassional meltdowns realizing the person he was falling in love with lived in a different country.
He shakes the thoughts off and smiles. "Rik and I should teach you how to set gear for the stage. I'll never complain about having help setting up my kit."
“Sure! I mean, I’ll be glad to help whenever I’m around.” He nodded. “Won’t have any more long stints like Japan, though. Just a few dates here and there I can squeeze in when I’m off work. But if you don’t mind that!”
"Don't act so much like this will be the only tour." Aarne teases. "We might tour again and you're the envy of a lot of people having Stardust's affection."
Aarne is rough on his drums. They're made to last more than a few drops or bumps.
Aarne starts laughing at the display before ruffling up Minoru's hair.
"You get to hold his hand and whatever else the two of you do." Aarne winks at him and then sighs. "Minoru, the envy of all the girls and boys. He does have a lot of affection and love and you get a lot more than the rest of them ever will; you and Mick."
Minoru being the envy of someone else? That was still hard for him to fathom. So was having a Fan Club and all of that.
Thinking about cuddling next to Ziggy, with the Anthean in his arms, did make Minoru smile under that blush. It really was a lot closer than the rest of them would get. Maybe not always physically, but definitely emotionally. And that was all Minoru ever wanted.
“We should find everybody else and show off the pics!” He suggested. The board-chairs had pretty much had it for the night.
"I've been on his shit list since Joe and I got thrown in jail a few weeks ago and h had to bring us clothes and bail us out. I don't want to tempt fate."
Aarne couldn't do quite as much since he was carrying the chair but he could walk the railing reasonably well despite needing to do it awkwardly because of his height.
"We lost our clothes somewhere in the liquor store." And lost was the right word. He still doesn't know where they went. "And we were arrested for being naked and then well we were bored waiting around in the holding cell. Tom was really pissed when the cops told him what happened at the station."
Aarne shrugged. "I think something we had at this one party was laced with Meth or something."
Well, with this group, literally losing your clothes in a liquor store made a lot of sense. Minoru shrugged and kept right on balancing on the ledge.
“Oh boy. You were bored? What could you even get up to in a holding cell?”
He didn’t even suggest the ceiling. By that point, Minoru was always polite enough to keep his feet on the ground and wait for Isamu to bring some bail money out of the No Trespassing Fund so he could pay the fine and go home. He was a traceur, not a total troublemaker.
"What we always do when we end up high, drunk, and naked." Aarne started to giggle. "The cops didn't like Joe yelling that they could come watch if they wanted."
The cops had been so pissed, about the offer, the sex, the crazy old man that came in bitching, all of it. At least they were done when Tom showed up and compliant about getting dressed. Otherwise, he might have left them there to think about their decisions or something.
“Careful how loud you say that.” Minoru snickered. “Ziggy may take it as a challenge.”
Hopefully not. Minoru didn’t want to wish too much stress on Tom. His friend worked extremely hard to keep this tour running (and to keep his eldest child safe).
“Shoot, I don’t think I packed a spare. I’m only here for the night and then I’m PINpointing back. I didn’t really pack much of anything.” He pulled the ripped shirt up over his head as they walked back toward the room block.
He cranked his neck, but of course, couldn’t see his back or shoulders.
“I’m not too scraped up to go without, am I?” He asked, almost immediately shrugging. “Eh... Probably a good idea to clean up anyway.”
He might end up chatting with Weird’s girl sooner than expected.
"He's a little more careful with his body but I think he has sex in public with Mick more than Joe and I do." Aarne starts laughing.
"I've got you, doll." He had the perfect idea. "You can get a quick shower. I probably have shorts that will fit you, or Rik does."
Aarne opened the door to let Minoru into the room he shared with Joe. It's a little trashed at the moment; strewn clothes and a few bottles; the whole dresser top covered in make up, hair products and random jewelry. It's been worse, oh so much worse.
After the crazy couple of nights that everyone stayed in the same large room at the ryokan, he’d learned to just expect the unexpected. On the bright side, though, it wasn’t like Minoru was walking into an orgy. As far as rockstar hotel rooms go, this seemed pretty sane.
“Thanks.” He bowed his head as a force of habit. “Whatever’s handy and clean is fine by me.”
He headed for the bathroom. Between the guys, someone would have something that fit.
The bathroom is a wreck. Champagne bottles everywhere. Towels all stained with black make-up and soaked on the floor. It smells to high heaven of something floral from all the bubble baths. There's more make up everywhere but there are also a dizzying amount of different shampoos and conditioners; hair dryers, hair straighteners, like a salon blew up on the counter.
It's a few minutes before Aarne comes back with a Hawaiian patterned pair of knee length shorts from Rik's room; they might be his or Billy's who knows. and a Hammers' Swedish Tour Shirt. He just walks into the bathroom, not thinking about privacy at all between how he and Joe live, and just the openness required when everyone is getting ready backstage.
Opting for just a quick enough shower to get the dirt out of his scrapes and the dust off his skin, Minoru was just turning off the water when Aarne got back. The curtain was pulled, which gave him plenty of modesty as he dried off.
"Wherever there's not a towel. Thanks!" he called back.
He came back out a few minutes later, fully dressed. He didn't wash it, but his hair was still a bit wet.
He half expected to find everyone already gathered in the room, but he knew it was too quiet for that to have happened.
He leaves them on the toilet seat which offered the safety of not getting to the floor disaster.
Aarne went back out and changed into black jeans, Converses, and a t-shirt, which might be odd for someone used to seeing his more feminine clothing. Quick fix of his hair and make up then he pours and drink and sits down on the bed to fix the chipped nail polish.
His own vanity is what makes it quiet , though he does look up from finishing his nails when Minoru comes out.
"You can owe me an inclusion the next time you decide to run-amok in the city." He's referring to the building climbing but any of that sort of thing has the drummer's interest. Unlike Joe he's far more used to climbing and getting into things he shouldn't.
Finishing his drink and shaking out his nails, he prepares to head downstairs. "It's dinner time everyone's probably down in the resturant. Vars is on a timer. If you ever need someone really angry, just keep him from eating."
Aarne starts laughing and heads for the door. "The shirt looks good on you."
Minoru had been having so much fun, he forgot all about eating. Dinner sounded like a plan, though, and he followed right behind Aarne. At least he kept his feet mostly on the ground on the way to the elevator. He was pumped up enough that he could have easily done a couple arcs on the walls.
"Man, he's probably showing them off without us!"
The compliment did get a smile out of Minoru, though. He was proud to show some support for the Spiders, the Hammers and the Hell's Angels.
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on 2021-05-27 11:38 am (UTC)“Hey, Ziggy only put me to work setting up lights and running cables because I’m terrible at sitting around and waiting.” He laughed.
Liking him was the primary reason Ziggy invited him out. No shame in that.
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on 2021-05-27 11:43 am (UTC)He shakes the thoughts off and smiles. "Rik and I should teach you how to set gear for the stage. I'll never complain about having help setting up my kit."
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on 2021-05-27 11:56 am (UTC)He promised he wouldn’t drop or break anything.
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on 2021-05-27 11:06 pm (UTC)Aarne is rough on his drums. They're made to last more than a few drops or bumps.
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on 2021-05-28 11:54 am (UTC)Then he blushed slightly.
“Come on, I’m not that special. Ziggy has more than enough affection for everybody.”
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on 2021-05-28 12:03 pm (UTC)"You get to hold his hand and whatever else the two of you do." Aarne winks at him and then sighs. "Minoru, the envy of all the girls and boys. He does have a lot of affection and love and you get a lot more than the rest of them ever will; you and Mick."
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on 2021-05-28 05:52 pm (UTC)Thinking about cuddling next to Ziggy, with the Anthean in his arms, did make Minoru smile under that blush. It really was a lot closer than the rest of them would get. Maybe not always physically, but definitely emotionally. And that was all Minoru ever wanted.
“We should find everybody else and show off the pics!” He suggested. The board-chairs had pretty much had it for the night.
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on 2021-05-29 02:37 am (UTC)He picks up the board chair and shrugs. "Vars probably went back to he top. Walking down inclines is always harder on his leg."
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on 2021-05-29 02:41 am (UTC)As far as walking back up, inclines were incredibly boring. But thankfully, there was plenty of wall to make use of, railings to balance on, etc.
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on 2021-05-29 02:45 am (UTC)Aarne couldn't do quite as much since he was carrying the chair but he could walk the railing reasonably well despite needing to do it awkwardly because of his height.
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on 2021-05-29 02:49 am (UTC)Somehow, he'd missed that story. And that tour date (which was probably for the best, honestly.)
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on 2021-05-29 02:56 am (UTC)Aarne shrugged. "I think something we had at this one party was laced with Meth or something."
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on 2021-05-29 12:48 pm (UTC)“Oh boy. You were bored? What could you even get up to in a holding cell?”
He didn’t even suggest the ceiling. By that point, Minoru was always polite enough to keep his feet on the ground and wait for Isamu to bring some bail money out of the No Trespassing Fund so he could pay the fine and go home. He was a traceur, not a total troublemaker.
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on 2021-05-29 07:40 pm (UTC)The cops had been so pissed, about the offer, the sex, the crazy old man that came in bitching, all of it. At least they were done when Tom showed up and compliant about getting dressed. Otherwise, he might have left them there to think about their decisions or something.
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on 2021-05-29 09:01 pm (UTC)“Compared to THAT, this is nothing! Tom can’t find that much to complain about!”
Aside from the (probably) stolen items, property damage, reckless endangerment, disturbing the hotel guests... but who’s counting, right?
He opened and politely held the door for Aarne.
“I should probably go put on a different shirt though. This one’s clearly met the pavement.”
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on 2021-05-29 11:39 pm (UTC)"Kiitos" He says, patting Minoru's cheek as he walks through the door.
"That's a good think about my wardrobe. No one can tell if it was torn before now." Aarne shrugs. "Do you need a shirt?"
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on 2021-05-30 01:15 am (UTC)Hopefully not. Minoru didn’t want to wish too much stress on Tom. His friend worked extremely hard to keep this tour running (and to keep his eldest child safe).
“Shoot, I don’t think I packed a spare. I’m only here for the night and then I’m PINpointing back. I didn’t really pack much of anything.” He pulled the ripped shirt up over his head as they walked back toward the room block.
He cranked his neck, but of course, couldn’t see his back or shoulders.
“I’m not too scraped up to go without, am I?” He asked, almost immediately shrugging. “Eh... Probably a good idea to clean up anyway.”
He might end up chatting with Weird’s girl sooner than expected.
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on 2021-05-30 01:52 am (UTC)"I've got you, doll." He had the perfect idea. "You can get a quick shower. I probably have shorts that will fit you, or Rik does."
Aarne opened the door to let Minoru into the room he shared with Joe. It's a little trashed at the moment; strewn clothes and a few bottles; the whole dresser top covered in make up, hair products and random jewelry. It's been worse, oh so much worse.
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on 2021-05-30 03:13 am (UTC)“Thanks.” He bowed his head as a force of habit. “Whatever’s handy and clean is fine by me.”
He headed for the bathroom. Between the guys, someone would have something that fit.
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on 2021-05-30 07:34 pm (UTC)The bathroom is a wreck. Champagne bottles everywhere. Towels all stained with black make-up and soaked on the floor. It smells to high heaven of something floral from all the bubble baths. There's more make up everywhere but there are also a dizzying amount of different shampoos and conditioners; hair dryers, hair straighteners, like a salon blew up on the counter.
It's a few minutes before Aarne comes back with a Hawaiian patterned pair of knee length shorts from Rik's room; they might be his or Billy's who knows. and a Hammers' Swedish Tour Shirt. He just walks into the bathroom, not thinking about privacy at all between how he and Joe live, and just the openness required when everyone is getting ready backstage.
"Where do you want these?"
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on 2021-05-31 12:32 am (UTC)"Wherever there's not a towel. Thanks!" he called back.
He came back out a few minutes later, fully dressed. He didn't wash it, but his hair was still a bit wet.
He half expected to find everyone already gathered in the room, but he knew it was too quiet for that to have happened.
"I owe you one." he gave Aarne a thumbs up.
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on 2021-05-31 12:53 am (UTC)Aarne went back out and changed into black jeans, Converses, and a t-shirt, which might be odd for someone used to seeing his more feminine clothing. Quick fix of his hair and make up then he pours and drink and sits down on the bed to fix the chipped nail polish.
His own vanity is what makes it quiet , though he does look up from finishing his nails when Minoru comes out.
"You can owe me an inclusion the next time you decide to run-amok in the city." He's referring to the building climbing but any of that sort of thing has the drummer's interest. Unlike Joe he's far more used to climbing and getting into things he shouldn't.
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on 2021-05-31 12:58 am (UTC)Minoru was eager to see the rest of the pictures, and to show them to everybody else too.
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on 2021-05-31 01:02 am (UTC)Aarne starts laughing and heads for the door. "The shirt looks good on you."
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on 2021-05-31 01:11 am (UTC)"Man, he's probably showing them off without us!"
The compliment did get a smile out of Minoru, though. He was proud to show some support for the Spiders, the Hammers and the Hell's Angels.
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