angelo and the hickster's post-belle arctic adventures

[spotsalone]

CORNELIUS HICKEY
caulker's mate (T)
alive

ANGELO SAUPER
lieutenant (NZ)
alive

SOLOMON TOZER
marine, sergeant (T)
alive

GEORGE HODGSON
lieutenant (T)
alive

MAGNUS MANSON
ab (T)
alive

EDWARD LITTLE
lieutenant (T)
alive, 1 hp

CHARLES DES VOEUX
mate (E)
alive

WILLIAM PILKINGTON
marine, private (E)
alive

JOHN LANE
boatswain (T)
alive

JOHN DIGGLE
cook (T)
alive, lung damage

JOHN SULLIVAN
capt. of the maintop (E)
alive

JAMES RIGDEN
coxswain (E)
alive

ROBERT FERRIER
ab (T)
alive

ROBERT THOMAS
mate (T)
dead, scurvy

THOMAS ARMITAGE
gunroom steward (T)
dead, tuunbaq

JAMES DALY
marine, private (T)
dead, tuunbaq

EDMUND HOAR
captain's steward (E)
dead, tuunbaq

THOMAS TERRY
boatswain (E)
dead, scurvy

THOMAS WORK
ab (T)
dead, scurvy

HARRY GOODSIR
surgeon (E)
alive, rescued

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angelo cr chart
mutineers cr chart...

timeline:

• arrival; late july, mutineers' hill
  
• tent chats; early august, temporary camp
  
• spotting the ships; late august, terror camp
  
• tuunbaq attack; sept 1, ice floe camp
  
• boarding terror; fellas it's gay; early sept, hms terror
  
• dog to dog communication; early sept, forecastle
  
• bark bark bark; early sept, on deck
  
• coat! and post-tozer debrief; early sept, angelo's cabin
  
• 🌶️; early sept, hickey's cabin
  
• the dogs are unionizing(?); mid sept, cargo hold
  
• tozer/captain stuff, look at them having an adult conversation; mid sept, greatroom
  
• little rescue mission; early oct, terror bay
  
• post-little debrief; early oct, hickey's cabin

Comments

[cleansheets]

[ Hickey responds to Angelo's advances in kind, and Angelo is glad to have won his wager. It feels sleazy, to use methods from when he was 'working' with Hickey, but it was Hickey himself who had told him to use the things in his arsenal, no matter what their reputation. He can't give what Hickey wants and he can't find the right words to make him believe the things that he is able to provide - so he has to mirror Hickey's language. 'I want you, and badly.' This is what that sentiment felt like, and this is what he needs to convey. There's a difference in the shape of their want, a connotation Angelo is willfully playing into while also ignoring it, but... it's good enough. For now. They just need to stay afloat a little longer.

They break apart and Angelo can still taste Hickey in his mouth. A lingering hint of tobacco that he's not sure ever disappears (or maybe it's just that he can't imagine Hickey tasting any other way?) and a slight tingling of his lips. Tastes and sensations that Angelo used to loathe, but the shadow of disgust won't settle, even now.

Reluctantly, Angelo untangles from Hickey and steps back. There's not a lot of distance to put between them in the narrow confines of his berth, even if he were trying, but he's fine with lingering close regardless of that. ]

We've done nothing but get ahead of ourselves.

[ It's meant to be a joke, but there is far too much truth in it for that. In retrospect, hauling the boat had been a mercy. It kept them occupied and exhausted, far too much so to start any nonsense. The minute they stopped being busy with unwanted manual labor, everything started bursting to the forefront. Angelo resolves to go and clean the forecastle hall today, to really wear himself out. Maybe then he won't be as prone to spiraling when they reconvene. Maybe. ]

I'll be there.