farashasilver:

Okay so this one totally turned into the next fic in “Any Port in a Storm,” which will be titled “Hard-a-lee” and is currently 2k words and about to get to the good parts. This is an excerpt, the full thing will be finished in a couple of days, I imagine.

Flint may as well have handed Silver a loaded pistol tonight. He did not know what could have possibly possessed him to say something so deliciously useful to someone so relentlessly manipulative. ‘I need your help’ was only the tiniest step away from ‘I need you,’ and Silver would have heard it in his voice. Flint had no idea when it had become that – when he had started leaning on Silver, counting on his support, not only using him but needing him as well. He had no illusions on the mood of the crew. If Silver brought them around on this venture, it would not be their love of Captain Flint that did it. His plan to give Silver the crew’s ear by showing them he had the captain’s had worked too well.

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