#james (threads)

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This little fucker sent from city hall was going to be a thorn in James's side. Supposedly the "dangers" posed by Nauticus's recent... issues have made the council want to come up with more transportation and supply chains than Hook's own operations.

Like hell some pencil-pusher who didn't even know his city was going to try to take business away. James had no patience for someone trying to to screw him over.

"There'd be no reason to 'diversify' our supply chain if I could be left alone to run my own business. I've built Nauticus from the ground up, and you don't even know what Godscobh was like 5 years ago, let along 20 or 30."

@justedmnd

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The Spring had not been kind to Hook. He'd had to fire a few good employee for being caught with dust on their persons during the raid, and been stuck with closed ports and business for over 2 months.

He wouldn't stay down for long though, the summer would bring in the best business possible. Idiots who were ready to spend money.

"As you can see, we've installed better security to prevent break-ins from happening again," Hook did still have to play nice with the law, much to his chagrin, "We're quite committed to the safety of our ports as we enter the busy season."

The grumble in Hook's voice is noticeable, but not unusual. This is just how he talks to council members.

@kingoftheskiesgc

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The raid was still fresh in Hook's mind only 10, maybe 11, hours after it all went down. He seethed at the thought of seeing the Lost Boys leader and his wild eyes taking and destroying all he wanted of the Nauticus supplies. Not even necessarily pixie dust, but pills, alcohol, and even weird crates of meaningless items like paper and plastic. Clearly a mission to wreak havoc.

The only thing that enraged Hook more was the fact that he was the one sitting in a questioning room now, awaiting making a statement. His hook was taken from him as it was considered a weapon, and he doesn't have a hand to cuff, so instead he's been cuffed to the table.

At least this is an opportunity to pin everything on the Lost Boys. Anything Pevensie thinks he has on Nauticus can be deflected. That is, if Hook doesn't let his anger get the better of him.

"Sheriff." He greets coldly as the man finally enters.

@peterpevensiegc

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Hook didn't have many "friends" in his line of work, just some people he trusted more than others. He typically looked forward to the niceties exchanged between him and Mayor Zika, a powerful connection he was glad to have made as a young man. It wasn't helping much nowadays, though, and he was starting to get frustrated.

"So much for 'friends in high places'," James hung his coat up carefully as he walked into the man's office. It was too clean in here, and the captain bristled at how formal everything was.

"Care to explain why there are cops swarming my ships like flies as of late?"

@mortalrelics

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Injury Prompts: "It's not that bad." from @swanprncess

"Not that bad? The demolition of the land and business I've worked my whole life for is 'not that bad'?" It wasn't Odette's fault for getting caught in the crossfire here. Inevitably, someone had to be on the receiving end of Hook's rage, and he wasn't holding back.

She was from some bullshit company sent to survey the land after it'd been marked off with caution tape. Hook had to basically stop business entirely just to make room for this investigation, not to mention the wounds, broken equipment, and and money he'd be out by the end of this.

"You'd do well to be careful with your words when you're talking about people's lives."

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Injury Prompts: "There's so much blood." from @theafterglcw

"We're cleaning it up the best we can, thanks for noticing," Hook bristled the second anyone from the city steeped foot onto the Nauticus. There was a reason they wouldn't find a damn thing here though, and Hook knew it.

He ran a tight ship, and he was not about to taken down by little loser high school drop outs. He was James Fucking Hook.

"Most of it from my men who were trying to stop those kids from drinking their way through our alcohol shipments. But a few of your boys in blue got trigger-happy too."

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Injury Prompts: "You're bleeding - oh my god, you're bleeding." from @bete-du-manoir

Hook was patching Nauticus up fairly well after the raid, giving his workers who'd come out clean a little time off and sweeping everything he didn't want the police finding under the rug. Physically though, the man had not come out unscathed.

He hadn't expected Adam to just turn up, but apparently that's what could happen when you let a hook up know where you work.

"That's nothing," A lovely rope burn on Hook's forearms marred his already patchy skin, and the cuts were still fresh. Lucky for him, the childish Lost Boys were mostly armed with pocket knifes and BB guns, "I've clearly had worse."

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Location and Time: 4 am, an empty, rusty gas station nearly flooding with rainwater. with @childofhcll

The raid on Nauticus left James very conflicted. He was used to working with convicts post-prison time, so the fact that a few of his men had to wait until their hearings to get back to work was irritating, but not surprising. He was angered, though.

James leaned against the door of his car, waiting for the station's fuel tank to finish filling the row of illegal jerrycans stacked in his trunk. The city had frozen his accounts two days earlier, and unmarked fuel was far easier to obtain these days than clean money.

Hearing the clomping boot steps of someone on the other side of Hook's truck, he turned and felt his hand go to his belt, "You're either very brave, or very lost, kid."