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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.