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I feel like I owe you all an apology. I've been gone for awhile with basically radio silence. I recently had an uncle pass away and another be diagnosed with terminal cancer and I'm um really not doing well. I struggle with depression and anxiety on a daily basis anyway and this has just pushed me over the edge. I am not ignoring you all I'm simply not in the best place to rp right now.
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Caleb felt as if he was suddenly an intruder on his own ship. He still had no idea what was going on but every second he shared with the two he knew it was graver than he originally believed. It was then he swore that while they were vulnerable he would protect them, whether it be with muscle or other means.
“I should make sure everything is set for the voyage. You are free to roam but be warned that these men are all sailors and won’t take kindly to a woman on their ship.”
He figured they would probably stay below deck most of the time but it was nice for them to know they weren’t trapped there. He bowed a little at Miranda and walked out of the cabin.
James and Miranda settled as best they could given the circumstances. James was used to the stares and being avoided by those with superstitious minds who dreaded the red-haired man talking to them first. But he had almost forgotten the perils of bringing an even worse omen aboard. The only saving grace for Miranda was that there was a figurehead, preventing the so-called need for her to bare her chest.
So the pair kept to themselves, holed away where they remained out of sight and out of mind.
Caleb went about his duties as normal but with a little more stress and worry added to his everyday events. James had yet to speak and he was worried for the man, while he was never a chatty fellow like himself he was never afraid to leap in and speak his mind. It was earie to see him simply gaze off into the distance while he was speaking to him.
He was making his nightly visit to the two to make sure that they were taken care of and to make it very clear that he was still there for them if they needed him. He knocked gently on the cabin door and waited for the reply.
it's so wild how flint in black sails feels so much more like authentic gay representation than so many other pieces of media, even those that sell themselves as more focused on gay representation than black sails does. like so much media seems like it's trying to tell the audience "we feel so sad about homophobia existing, here's how it effects lgbtq people and it's so sad" but like i don't know of many other ""mainstream"" medias that are like "homophobia is an injustice and we have a right to be angry about it, and also we are going to channel that anger into solidarity with other oppressed people" and tbh we need more along those themes
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Caleb nodded gravely as he lead them to the cabin they would be sharing. “I figured as much. If I can do anything else to help you just ask. James was a good friend and me ma raised me to protect yer friends at all costs.”
He noticed how distant James looked, eyes gazing far away and his limbs moving without thought. This was definitely not the same man that left him on the beach. “Now I won’t pry but if either of you need someone to chat with, I’ve been told I’m a great listener.”
Miranda glanced at James and took his hand in her’s at Caleb’s offer, trying her best to get some agreement from him. When she didn’t, she turned back to Caleb and nodded. ‘It’s most appreciated, sir,’ she said. ‘I’m sure there’ll be opportunity for that on the journey.’
She looked up at the approaching ship, her chest rising and faling as reality continued to set in. They were boarding a boat to Nassau and leaving Thomas to his fate.
They were leaving Thomas.
Her eyes welled up again and she had to turn away, covering her mouth with her hand as the grief came surging again.
Caleb felt as if he was suddenly an intruder on his own ship. He still had no idea what was going on but every second he shared with the two he knew it was graver than he originally believed. It was then he swore that while they were vulnerable he would protect them, whether it be with muscle or other means.
"I should make sure everything is set for the voyage. You are free to roam but be warned that these men are all sailors and won't take kindly to a woman on their ship."
He figured they would probably stay below deck most of the time but it was nice for them to know they weren't trapped there. He bowed a little at Miranda and walked out of the cabin.
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Caleb’s brow furrowed, he couldn’t help but feel as if he did something horribly wrong. “I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet you but you two look as if your worlds are ending.” For all he knew they could very well be.
As the small boat reached the ship Caleb quickly climbed the ladder on the side of the ship and stood at the top with an outstretched hand to help Miranda aboard.
James tried not to turn away or disappear into his own head. Caleb had been nothing but good to him and to Thomas’ cause. But his thoughts controlled him, his eyes glazing as he endured his invasive throughts.
‘We’re not leaving willingly,’ Miranda said, her tone soft and vulnerable. But she had to give him some kind of answer. Especially as James seemed mute.
Caleb nodded gravely as he lead them to the cabin they would be sharing. "I figured as much. If I can do anything else to help you just ask. James was a good friend and me ma raised me to protect yer friends at all costs."
He noticed how distant James looked, eyes gazing far away and his limbs moving without thought. This was definitely not the same man that left him on the beach. "Now I won't pry but if either of you need someone to chat with, I've been told I'm a great listener."
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Caleb was almost afraid to ask what was happening, he knew it was probably best if he didn’t get involved but he couldn’t help his curiosity. There were very few things that he had seen that would rattle James, a stoic Navy man like this
Making the best of the situation Caleb decided to cut the silence. “Caleb Brewster at yer service.” He introduced himself to the woman James was traveling with and stuck out a hand for her to shake.
‘Miranda Hami-‘ She cut herself off glancing to James then down to Caleb’s hand. ‘Barlow.’ She accepted his hand, half expecting a kiss to the back of her hand. She didn’t expect to be greeted with a handshake. Ladies in her position- her previous position were never expected to shake hands. Tears welled in her eyes but she set her jaw and forced a smile. ‘It’s a pleasure.’
Caleb's brow furrowed, he couldn't help but feel as if he did something horribly wrong. "I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you but you two look as if your worlds are ending." For all he knew they could very well be.
As the small boat reached the ship Caleb quickly climbed the ladder on the side of the ship and stood at the top with an outstretched hand to help Miranda aboard.
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Shaking his head Caleb replied to his friend. “Keep yer money, this is repaying you fer last time.” He turned and checked on his ship. “We should be pushing off in about an hour, gives ye time to board and settle in.” He began leading the way back to his ship. He had planned to use this time to pick up some sweets and Gin but this was more important.
James held onto Miranda as they followed Caleb in silence, an unspoken tension lingering between James and Miranda that was so thick it could be cut with a knife.
They stepped onto the small boat that would take them to Caleb’s ship and a part of James wanted to dive into the water and swim back to shore. Thomas needed him and he was running away.
Caleb was almost afraid to ask what was happening, he knew it was probably best if he didn’t get involved but he couldn’t help his curiosity. There were very few things that he had seen that would rattle James, a stoic Navy man like this
Making the best of the situation Caleb decided to cut the silence. “Caleb Brewster at yer service.” He introduced himself to the woman James was traveling with and stuck out a hand for her to shake.
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Caleb tilted his head in confusion, why would James want to go back there? Last time he had seen him that island had destroyed all of James’ dreams.
“Sure we do, they’ve got good cheap goods. Why do you ask though? Not thinking about trying again with Teach huh?” He joked and chuckled, but after a moment he could see that this was definitely not a joke and James was not pleased.
“You need passage? I can get you on, but it won’t be comfortable.”
‘I can pay,’ James said, clearly determined to execute whatever this plan was. ‘So long was you’re leaving in the next three hours.’ He hoped to God that Caleb hadn’t just pulled to port.
Comfort was the least of their troubles in that moment.
Shaking his head Caleb replied to his friend. “Keep yer money, this is repaying you fer last time.” He turned and checked on his ship. “We should be pushing off in about an hour, gives ye time to board and settle in.” He began leading the way back to his ship. He had planned to use this time to pick up some sweets and Gin but this was more important.
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Once the two of them had gotten to the camp, Eloise had demanded a meeting with Benjamin. Most of the men, if not all, looked at her sideways. One had the nerve to say that he was busy and wouldn't see someone like her. Eloise silenced him with a glare. The two of them had briefly reunited before Ben had taken off. Something about being late with a meeting from the General himself.
Eloise sulked in the med tent after being seen to. She plicked at the ends of the blankets. She looked up at the sound of her name to see Caleb and she scowled. "I didn't have the chance to have a close talk with Ben. He was running late for a meeting. Caleb what the literal hell have you two been doing? And what the hell is this Ring they spoke of back in the hell hole?" Eloise was mad. Beyond mad and her patience was running thin.
Caleb had the brains to know that he should look like a child being disciplined. He looked down at the ground and fiddled with his hat. “Well Ellie there is a war on and we needed more information than the scouts could give us.” He walked over to the bed she was resting in and sat down at the end of it. “Ben and I came up with this idea to use civilians as spies to gain more information.”
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Caleb couldn’t help but smile as James recognized him, but frowned at the cold greeting he was given. “I gots me a job on this ship here.” He pointed at the one he had just departed. “I’m a changed man I guess.” He lied and chuckled.
“What about you? You look different without the uniform. By the frown on yer face I take it life hasn’t been kind.”
Miranda’s hand tightened around James’ arm at the mention of the ship.
James didn’t want to reminisce and it took every ounce of his restraint not to pick up arms and try to break into Bethlem. It was only Miranda who prevented him from taking up that suicide.
‘You could say that,’ James said. ‘Do you go to Nassau?’ The man Caleb met here was different to the one on the beach. And different to the one in the whorehouse.
Caleb tilted his head in confusion, why would James want to go back there? Last time he had seen him that island had destroyed all of James’ dreams.
“Sure we do, they’ve got good cheap goods. Why do you ask though? Not thinking about trying again with Teach huh?” He joked and chuckled, but after a moment he could see that this was definitely not a joke and James was not pleased.
“You need passage? I can get you on, but it won’t be comfortable.”
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Caleb stepped off of his ship think about how he had ended up here. After the shite show he had to flee the pirate life. He had actually ended up with a fairly good life afterwards. He had procured a position on a merchant ship as a quartermaster. He was good at his job and he position allowed him more money and liberty than he had back in Nassau.
As he reached the paving stones something caught his eye. It was a flash of oddly familiar hair. He turned to get a better look and sure enough it was James the Navy man from all that time ago, though now he was dressed in civilian clothes and standing with a fancy looking lady.
“Oi James is that you?” He shouted out as he made his way towards the man.
James tensed when he heard a voice call his name, half expecting a navyman come to ensure they left. His fingers reached for his sword to find nothing there.
‘A friend of your’s?’ Miranda asked, as she tried to maintain her dignity and not surrender to the tears that threatened.
When he actually saw Caleb, the relief that came wasn’t enough. ‘What are you doing here?’ he said, curtly.
Caleb couldn’t help but smile as James recognized him, but frowned at the cold greeting he was given. “I gots me a job on this ship here.” He pointed at the one he had just departed. “I’m a changed man I guess.” He lied and chuckled.
“What about you? You look different without the uniform. By the frown on yer face I take it life hasn't been kind.”
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James stood on the docks, an emptiness in his head and pain in his chest. There was not a ship here that could take them to Nassau directly. It would be Boston then onwards.
Twenty four hours and they’d spent twenty one already.
He reached for Miranda’s gloved hand where she’d threaded her arm through his as she tried to keep herself as strong for him as he tried to for her.
‘What about that ship?’ she said, directing his attention towards one.
James shook his head. ‘He’s not trustworthy.’
‘None of these men are, James. But we have to leave.’ Her grip tightened. ‘They will hang you if you stay.’
James nodded once, as if she needed to remind him.
Caleb stepped off of his ship think about how he had ended up here. After the shite show he had to flee the pirate life. He had actually ended up with a fairly good life afterwards. He had procured a position on a merchant ship as a quartermaster. He was good at his job and he position allowed him more money and liberty than he had back in Nassau.
As he reached the paving stones something caught his eye. It was a flash of oddly familiar hair. He turned to get a better look and sure enough it was James the Navy man from all that time ago, though now he was dressed in civilian clothes and standing with a fancy looking lady.
“Oi James is that you?” He shouted out as he made his way towards the man.
Caleb Brewster in his element - at water, preparing for mayhem
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Caleb felt bad for James, it was obvious he was extremely upset by the event that just took place. When his legs seemed to give way Caleb had to resist steading him and letting him lean on him. He figured that this wouldn’t be appreciated however.
James shouted orders and turned to him. “I can’t go with you, there is nothing fer me in England. No jobs, no home, no money. What would a bastard like me do in England?” He straightened his wide hat and sighed. “Take care James it was nice knowing you while it lasted.” He stuck out his hand for the other man to take.
James wanted to insist. But short of arresting Caleb, there was nothing to be done. There was no way that he could convince him to come with them. ‘You keep safe, you hear?’ He returned the handshake, keeping his chin up as he pretended that this didn’t bother him as much as it did.
‘If you need to contact me, I shall be returning to London.’
“I’ll try me best.” He tried to lighten the mood as he always did. “I’d offer you the same, but I doubt there is any reason fer you to contact me after this fiasco.” He nodded he head back to where they had come from. He didn’t want to tell James how tempted he really was by his offer to take him away from here.
“Now don’t you go getting yerself into anymore shite like this.” He added before dropping his hand from the handshake.
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Caleb nodded absentmindedly, mind going into overdrive thinking about it all. “I can’t say that I’m surprised but surely it could still work. Teach is just one captain, sure he is formidable and has a following but he isn’t all of us.” At this point Caleb was just trying to convince himself. Logically he knew this was the end of James’ plan, but part of him had come to enjoy his company and wanted to help.
“Damn it all.: He swore under his breath coming to his conclusion. “Both sides are just too damn stubborn for this. England won’t let go of its island and the pirates refuse to forgive the English. Its all about bloody egos.”
James remained silent, listening to Caleb reason and unreason everything about this situation. But it was simple. Teach didn’t want pardons and he didn’t want England. So he’d decided to send a message to the world to say that Nassau was irredeemable. It was only thanks to his mercy that James and Caleb and the Governor himself could leave this place. It made James’ stomach turn. He was disgraced by this.
‘Three bloody months to get here,’ he murmured under his breath. ‘And one day to destroy any hope Thomas had.’ He breathed deeply and tried to hold on to reason. It took every ounce of his strength not to charge back up that hill and attack Teach. He had to be stronger than that so he could return to London and Thomas.
God, what would happen to Thomas?
He stepped onto the beach and almost felt his legs give way when he was greeted with a boat of his men rowing ashore. Instead, he held fast. ‘Nassau is lost,’ he said, his voice quite distant from himself.
‘We’re to vacate immediately. See to it that the Governor is bought aboard.’ James turned to Caleb. ‘Will you join us, or take your own ship?’
Caleb felt bad for James, it was obvious he was extremely upset by the event that just took place. When his legs seemed to give way Caleb had to resist steading him and letting him lean on him. He figured that this wouldn’t be appreciated however.
James shouted orders and turned to him. “I can’t go with you, there is nothing fer me in England. No jobs, no home, no money. What would a bastard like me do in England?” He straightened his wide hat and sighed. “Take care James it was nice knowing you while it lasted.” He stuck out his hand for the other man to take.
