Eddie gets some late-night visitors when he and Steve are hanging out. Afraid of getting busted, Steve hides in the closet, and then wishes he didn't.
Claudius picks just about the worst possible time to ship his nephew off to England. Hal benefits from the diversion.
In a public street, Goodsir gazes at another man with a less-than-scientific eye and gets more than he bargains for.
Crozier experiences some uncharitable thoughts in light of one particular shortcoming.
He’s done his fair share of fucking up in this line of work, but this might be the worst he’s ever done it.
Before Antony is dispatched to Rome, he and Caesar have some business to settle.
Bodyswap!
"You're a landsman at heart, but that can change."
Mutiny, close quarters, and strange bedfellows.
A sabre is, by nature, forthright.