Ansgar had managed to get to his feet slowly. He was mostly awake but he felt his whole insides twisting up. This much booze and a shot of adrenaline from being scared wasn't the best for his stomach.
By the time Mick had come back with the cloth Ansgar had made it across the room to cradle the bassist's head. It looked bad and Ansgar was starting to panic worse. He'd seen an injury like this once, on his little brother. The Dane is shaking and feeling ill.
"Rex?" The Dane is still worried and in a panic which isn't going to subside soon since it is more than Rex's injury effecting him.
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5/5/22 14:36 (UTC)By the time Mick had come back with the cloth Ansgar had made it across the room to cradle the bassist's head. It looked bad and Ansgar was starting to panic worse. He'd seen an injury like this once, on his little brother. The Dane is shaking and feeling ill.
"Rex?" The Dane is still worried and in a panic which isn't going to subside soon since it is more than Rex's injury effecting him.