THE RESISTANT TONE Jim Takes Makes Izzy Flinch In Spite Of Himself. He Knows The Price For Failing To

       THE RESISTANT TONE jim takes makes izzy flinch in spite of himself. he knows the price for failing to obtain obedience from the crew — has learned the lesson twice over by now. he knows that when things go wrong aboard the ship, it is he who shoulders the blame. & he also knows that their current hell is at least partially of his own making, and that it is his duty to the crew is bear the brunt of edward's rage. so he takes his punishments without complaint, bites his tongue to keep from screaming & doesn't pull away even when the knife cuts through bone.

                  but he has not entirely gained control of the fear that takes hold of him when he knows it's coming, his breath hitching & his hands beginning to tremble. & this mistake will certainly provoke edward's wrath, the cask of rum they’d taken on in the last raid evidently improperly secured & left to crack open & soak the storeroom with liquor. still, izzy tries to speak evenly, to sound confident, to stand straight despite the stabbing ache in his mangled foot.

    ❝ you’ll do as i say & keep your mouth shut about it, ❞ he snaps, loathing the waver he cannot entirely keep out of his voice. ❝ i’ll handle this mess, & you’'ll go back to your post & stay out of the way. ❞ & out of edward's line of fire. ❝ that’s an order, jim. ❞

❝ we will never speak of this again. ❞ — for jim from izzy ( @musecraft )

"THERE'S- THERE'S NO WAY HE DOESN'T NOTICE THIS." The crew's "crime" may as well have been splattered across the room. They were fucked. They were all fucked. Blackbeard was going to lose what was left of his mind over this silly, stupid error.

As always, Izzy spoke with the utmost certainty. As if he could see into the future and know that as long as they kept their damn mouths shut everything would be okay. And Jim wanted to believe him. Christ almighty. All he had to do was turn around and climb back up to the deck. But his feet, always nimble and ready to dance across the ground as if he walked on clouds, were now made of lead. A quick glance out of the corner of his eye was all Jim needed to know the truth. Nothing could make Izzy lose his composure completely. But a well trained eye could see how the past few months had worn on him. Before he could so much as make an offer Izzy cut him off, "we will never speak of this again."

Fuck that.

"Enough with the lone wolf shit. I'm not going't let you take the fall for this. " Either they figured this out or their deranged captain cut off both their toes.

But Blackbeard did say he credited you... with a lot of his skills. Yeah, well, Blackbeard says a lot of things. But what did he say about me specifically? Well, specifically, he said you taught him everything he knows. Made him the Captain he is today.

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IT WASN'T THE FIRST TIME he'd had a gun leveled at him — & he rather hoped that it wouldn't be the last — pirates were known to have notoriously quick trigger-fingers. the best course in these situations was to take the threat without reaction as izzy does now, arms crossed stiffly over his chest. ❝ you don't know me, but i imagine you've heard of my captain. ❞ he pauses, shifting his weight off his injured foot, the ache of which has become familiar & near manageable. ❝ goes by the name of blackbeard ? ❞ speaking the name usually changed people's tone considerably, especially with his recent list of crimes growing ever longer. but captain teague might have an unpredictable reaction as keeper of the pirate code, & izzy watches his reaction closely for any shift that might indicate danger.

❝ NO WORSE FOR WEAR. ❞ save the missing toes, the sleepless nights, & the damnable bleeding heart in edward's chest that insisted upon making the rest of the caribbean bleed with it. but izzy knows better than to say so aloud. whatever the cause of edward's good mood today, he doesn't anticipate it to last — but he also doesn't intend to befoul it. ❝ we're already older than most of our lot will ever be. must be doing something right. ❞

You are not the burnt and broken shell of a man that I believed you to be. — for ed from izzy ( @musecraft )

"And you're not the listless, browbeaten husk of a man that I feared you'd become. Look at us. How many decades? And no worse for wear then when we started."

       THE REVENGE ISN’T FAR AWAY, & izzy begins to return to her as soon as lucius is aboard the tender. the more his shoulders burn, the harder he pulls. the growing ache actually distracts from the sharper pain in his foot, & he endures it without complaint. yet he can’t help but wince at lucius’ question. he has no answer to give. while izzy would truthfully be glad to be rid of the lot of them — they were by far the most pathetic & infuriating crew he’d ever sailed with — that didn’t mean he would delight their slow painful death. besides, he's certain that even if he tried, edward wouldn’t be talked into keeping them aboard in his current state. izzy doesn't want to admit it, but something seems different about his captain’s rage this time, the ire he himself had unleashed. & he fears that lucius is right — that there will be no coming back from this ledge he's pushed them to.

                  ❝ i know he is, ❞ izzy snaps, voice ragged with exertion. the fresh injury on his foot throbs as if to remind him of the risk he's taking in disobeying his captain's orders, & he flinches in spite of himself. ❝ but we don't have much choice, do we ? if you'd rather take your chances with the sharks, you're welcome to jump back in. ❞ there is no lantern lit in the windows of the captain's cabin as they draw near, & the ship is peaceful & quiet. it seems that edward is still lost to his drunken sleep. izzy pulls them alongside until he finds the ladder he'd left waiting. & when he turns back toward lucius his voice is softer, almost gentle, as if he's trying to soothe his nerves. ❝ go, head straight belowdeck. i'll be right behind you. you'll be safe, just stay hidden. ❞

usually lucius would have some things to say about the reassurance he is being offered   (   okay,  quite a lot of things   ).  but in this nut case of a situation,  while he is still shivering and his throat feels scraped raw,  izzy's words don't sound entirely jarring.  or unwelcome,  even.  it's just nice to hear it and even nicer to believe him,  as baffling as it might seem:  izzy hands is a lot of things,  most of them not exactly positive,  but lucius supposes he can trust him when it comes to getting out of sticky situations,  when it's about improving his chances of survival.  and really,  they were painfully low before the man showed up like a mirage in the night,  before either sharks or fatigue could do the boy in for good.  even the usual snark isn't met with too much fuss.  lucius simply secures the blanket tighter around himself and when the eye roll comes it's more out of a matter of habit,  almost entirely half-hearted,  than actual grievance.

it takes being told not to worry, instead, to startle him out of the numbness taking hold of his limbs.  it shakes him out of the comforting darkness where what just happened to him is a distant dot on the horizon,  a nightmare he simply has to wake up from.   '  yeah?  and what will happen to them while i hide away in one of stede's ridiculous secret rooms or something?  '   voice crushed into a mixture of vitriol and disbelief,  lucius edges closer to the side of the little boat,  rendered suddenly aware of which side izzy would inevitably take in all of this,  when not covered by night and whatever blissful state of ignorance blackbeard has stumbled over.  he really should stop there,  shut his mouth and wait,  do as he is told,  yet the memory of fear turns his tongue sharp.   '  he is out of his mind,  hope you know that.  '