A Pirate’s Life For Me

James Hook. 23 years old. Adventurer with no heart of gold to be found. A pirate’s life for me, just without the scurvy and poor healthcare.

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

midnightrendevous‌:

The sound of an unfamiliar voice shook Ella out of her current situation and she turned around to quickly to try and pinpoint where exactly the sound was coming from. When she made eye-contact with the long-haired man, she realized that she hadn’t even seen him present in the park up until this moment. He must be good at keeping himself hidden, at least that’s what the woman was assuming right now. Sometimes she felt as though she could relate to a feeling similar to that one: seemed invisible. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m not too good with those,” the blonde admitted. “But I can give it my best shot.” Ella turned back toward the crowd. “If you don’t quiet down… I’ll have a good, hard whack at your shins with my broom back home.”

Hook couldn’t help but glance over his shoulder again, looking closely at the young men playing basketball who had actually paused to listen. James let out a loud cackle, bringing his knees up to his chest as he sat up straighter. "That’s the best threat you have, blondie? Wow, sorry about that. I mean that takes real dedication to head all the way back home to wherever you’re from to get a broom.” He couldn’t help but let out another laugh as he ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. “Where exactly is home for you anyway? Lets see how dedicated you are.”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

woefulwonders‌:

“No catch!” It was a clearly pessimistic statement that greeted the man and his ice cream, but it didn’t phase the brunet. He’d never been one to have been brought down by negativity, though the younger one of the two wasn’t acting extremely in that manner to begin with. If anything, it was a simple question. And one that Nikolai was going to answer. “I simply would enjoy making people feel as good as initiative makes me. You must know exactly what I mean!” He raises an arm toward the stranger in reference to them and his sheer fact at being inside the compound building. “You must be part of initiative too! You are here after all! In the building!” the man gently laughs. 

James couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow as he held out a hand to take an ice cream. “I find that hard to believe but if you insist.” He shrugged his shoulders. Nothing in life comes without a catch, James had learned that when he was very young. The young man ran his other hand through his hair as he stared at the other man. “Yeah I am. I’m new though. I wouldn’t know about the initiative making me feel good as of right now...” He trailed off before realizing it would be better to put up an act. At least pretend to make some friends. “Is this place really that great?”

[namtan]

Let me guess, we’re going to the rooftop and there’s an amazing view.

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

@quarterformercy

[oer-arth-blog]

Visit Original Link

Don’t wanna call you in the night time

Don’t wanna give you all my pieces 

Don’t wanna hand you all my troubles 

Don’t wanna give you all my demons

You’ll have to watch me struggle 

From several rooms away, but tonight

I NEED YOU TO STAY

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

woefulwonders‌:

Nikolai’s time here at Astra had been nothing short of wonderful. The two events that had seemed to come back-to-back only amplified his, already positive, attitude about the initiative and it was a definite in his mind that it was a good decision to come here. And he wanted to give back somehow. To the opportunity, to the other Astranauts – the man wanted to return the favor in whatever way he could somehow manage. Something he enjoyed himself was ice cream, so that was where he had decided to start. It was hard to try and decide how many different flavors to get – Who would like what things? Were there any allergies present within the compound? There were plenty of questions running through his mind – but eventually he went easy: vanilla ice cream bars. Nikolai rented a large freezer, brought it inside the compound next to the receptionist’s desk (who eyed him suspiciously but didn’t seem to make an effort to stop him), plugged the thing into an empty outlet, filled it with the sweet treats and waited. Soon, after sitting in a chair for a few moments, he turned to the receptionist. “Would you enjoy one?” he asks, holding up a bar after taking it from the pile inside the box.

This Astra place was like nothing James had ever seen. Sure he’d had a happy childhood, but something about this place made him a little uneasy. It was probably just the fact that he’d had a rough past few years. Losing a finger can do that to a guy. It was for this reason that he took to walking through the lobby with his sunglasses on and his headphones in because who would want to talk to a weirdo who’s wearing sunglasses indoors. Of course it would be some random dude handing out ice cream in the lobby. Seriously what other planet had he landed himself on. With a quick tug, his headphones were out of his ears and he was stuffing them in his pockets. "I mean I wouldn’t not want an ice cream but what’s the catch?”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

midnightrendevous‌:

It was her lunch break and all Ella wanted right now was some peace and quiet. The weather was nice, she’d packed herself a sandwich, and the blonde woman sat calmly at a local picnic table in the park whilst listening to the birds sing. It was nice; much more relaxing than what she was used to experiencing – the hustle and bustle of children running around. Picking up this part-time job at a local daycare center seemed like a good idea, but the sheer amount of energy these kids had definitely could tucker someone out. Which is what made this change of scenery all that much better… for what time she had left until the parents came to get their little ones. The only thing that was secretly frustrating the woman was the loud game of basketball going on just kitty-corner to where she was sitting. It took everything in her to get up, but Ella stood up. “Excuse me,” she started, all sense of confidence immediately flushing out of her, “but could you please quiet down just a tinge? I’m trying to eat my lunch just over there.” She pointed to her spot, hoping they’d be understanding of the situation.

Hook was laying flat on his back on the grass. Funny how when you’re not homeless for the first time in a while, you find a longing in your heart to be outside more than ever. It didn’t help, however, that there happened to be a group of people being extremely loud. Hook was by no means a picture of maturity but shit like that annoyed him, despite the fact that he could be quite rowdy himself sometimes. He never said he wasn’t a hypocrite. A voice shook him out of his annoyed thoughts and he sat up, looking over his shoulder at the girl that had spoken. A grin on his face, James let out a chuckle. “I think you speak too nicely for them, blondie. Guys like them only usually respond well to threats of violence, ya know?”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

quarterformercy‌:

@thecrxcodilehook

This wasn’t the first time Zarina was alone in this particular bar. The high table in the corner, close to the bar, was her spot, and it only took a glare and sometimes an ‘excuse me?’ for it to be vacated for her. She was a regular, and all the other regulars knew it. This evening, though, there was a group of annoying college boys that dominated the other side of the establishment, and it didn’t take long for one of the louder, braver ones to make his way over to her table. He sat down next to her, uninvited, and touched her upper leg. She gave him a warning, of course, but his hand never moved. The other was placed on her table, and it was just her luck that there was always a set of cutlery on there. The knife was stabbed in between his spread fingers, and she hissed: “I told you to move. Qué te den.”

Hook was looking at a book he had held up to his face. He would’ve hated to admit that he was actually reading it, but hey that’s what happens when you’re bored and sitting in a bar by yourself trying not to be noticed. Part of him wished that he could just go up to the person and greet them but with some people it was clear that they wanted to be alone. It happened quick. Almost like a spidey-sense activating in his brain as he heard a chair pull out from the high-top a few tables over. James lowered his book and picked up his beer and took a sip as he casually flicked the bottle cap back and forth over his fingers as he watched the scene in front of him. A faint smile crept across his face, not that what he was seeing was anything nice. No, it was familiar. Not being able to hold it in any longer, he leaned back and kicked his feet up on the table in front of him before announcing his presence with a loud, “That means get lost. Ya fucking loser.” He finished by flicking the bottle cap off his left middle finger directly at the guy’s head.

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[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

Hook was just itching to run. Not as a person, though. He was itching to turn into the large dog form that he favored so much. His mother always told him that it was the one way he was like his father. Always more friendly as an animal than as a person but who can really blame him. Still, though he wished to do that, he was pretty sure that he had at least some people at the compound convinced he was at least mostly human. He was honestly contemplating on just running back to his room to get it out of the way when a twig snapping brought him out of his thoughts. Turning quickly on instinct, he made the most common mistake in any horror movie and winced at himself as he did, “Hello? Someone there?”

[circusfreakty-blog1]

Maybe it would be a better idea to stay in the aquarium, where it was safer, but Ty had never liked staying in one place.  She got bored.  Hopefully this lockdown would end soon, because while she usually liked the compound just fine, not being allowed to leave it was starting to make her feel confined.  She needed a walk – not a long one, of course, she didn’t want to be human for too long and run the risk of being seafoam, but just long enough to do something about that annoying trapped feeling.  Hearing a voice, she jumped just a little.  She thought that she was alone, but apparently not.  She took a quick look at the person who spoke and decided there was no harm in responding.  He didn’t look too threatening, and if she turned out to be wrong, her song was powerful enough that she still saw no reason to worry.  “Hello!” she said brightly, stepping forward so he could see her.  “Are you getting bored too?”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

Hook tried to hide his satisfaction at the other person looking just as shook up as he was. Now he didn’t feel like such an idiot! Fixing his jacket, he smiled his almost trademark grin at the woman. She was certainly something, he could tell. It wasn’t like him where he could pretend to be human as much as he wanted, sometimes you couldn’t hide that shit. Hook let out a short laugh and nodded his head. ”Well, yeah. I think it’s pretty easy to get bored here don’t you think? Sure it’s...safe. But safe is so boring sometimes! Wouldn’t you agree?” He raised an eyebrow, fully ready to judge the young woman on her answer.

[quarterformercy]

@thecrxcodilehook

Only recently had Zarina figured out what exactly her fairy dust did to non-fairies. It was amazing, and she could do so much with it, that she’d set to work immediately, mixing and matching the right solutions for the right creatures. Soon, her entire work space was covered in vials and Bunsen burners, Erlenmeyer flasks and test tubes, just the way she liked it. An organized mess. She’d had a few customers so far, but she attributed her lack of popularity to the general fear of unknown things and the fact that it wasn’t strictly… legal, what she was doing. Still, every knock on her door was welcome, even when she had to rush to her door in her protective goggles. “Welcome to the nerd lab. How can I help you?”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

It was only by chance that Hook had miraculously found the flyer asking for shapeshifters willing to help someone out with...science. Though he wasn’t very open about his own species, what was the harm in it? Apparently there was none. It even made him feel less tired after the change back which was usually exhausting to him and that kept him coming back. Well that and it did help that the little scientist wasn’t so bad on the eyes. He knocked on the door quickly and stood there, leaning against the door frame to wait. As the door opened, he slid his sunglasses up to rest on the top of his head. ”Nerd lab,” he questioned with a smirk. “You spend all day coming up with that or was it just for your favorite customer”?

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

Hook was just itching to run. Not as a person, though. He was itching to turn into the large dog form that he favored so much. His mother always told him that it was the one way he was like his father. Always more friendly as an animal than as a person but who can really blame him. Still, though he wished to do that, he was pretty sure that he had at least some people at the compound convinced he was at least mostly human. He was honestly contemplating on just running back to his room to get it out of the way when a twig snapping brought him out of his thoughts. Turning quickly on instinct, he made the most common mistake in any horror movie and winced at himself as he did, “Hello? Someone there?”

[ladyxchance-deactivated20210323]

james·.

Hook had definitely adapted quickly to life at Astra. It didn’t really shock him, though. Aside from a few unpleasant interactions, he was usually very good at presenting himself as friendly and a person who someone should want to interact with if they weren't stupid. He’d seen the girl in the common room before, he was sure of it, but he’d absolutely never spoken to her. Turning quickly on his heel, he made a beeline right for the brunette girl. Throwing himself into an armchair across from the girl, he kicked his feet over the arm of the chair and crossed his legs at the ankle. Better get comfortable. “I would say so, yeah. But I can hardly say I’ve had a bad day since I’ve come here! Whatcha got behind your back there?”

Marinette was positive she hadn’t seen the man around the compound before. She was sure she’d remember it if she had, because he was very… present. As soon as he entered the common room, her eyes drifted towards him because he commanded so much space with the way he flopped into the chair. Why he was interested in her, or why he seemed to be, was a mystery to her, but now that he was around, she had to talk. And she did, by starting about the day, but he changed the subject immediately. Two could play that game. “Oh, is just a comic.” She tried to wave his comment away carelessly and start on another topic. “But you have lot of good days here? What do you do in free time?”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

James knew from the second the woman looked up that he’d caught her attention. Good that was what he thrived off of anyway. Making people talk, especially those who seemed somewhat uncomfortable, was always interesting to say the least. He leaned forward and rested his chin on his palm. ”Oh really? What comic book? I happened to read a lot of them when I was a kid.” In fact, he had. His mother had taken any interest he had in any learning seriously. Even if it was just comic books. James shrugged and threw his arms in the air. “So far, yeah. Does that mean you haven’t? I like to explore in my free time. What about you...whatsherface?” He grinned at his own poor attempt at humor.

[quarterformercy]

hook.

Hook internally cursed himself as he realized that his heart skipped a beat at her saying his name. She was still pretty much the only one of his friends, because he still considered her one, that would ever get away with using his full name. ”I only scam people out of money that deserve it, red. You know that! Why would I take money from people that are willing to help me? That’s for when they stop helping me,” he winked playfully at her. Really toeing the line like it was his favorite past time. Hook pointed a finger at her, the look on his face almost accusing in nature as he shook his head slightly. “Now, now, Zarina. Once a pirate, always a pirate.” He furrowed his brow and bit his lip for a moment before trying his best to make it seem like what she’d said didnt bother him. “I left my own mother behind, Zarina. I think if you want to get that angry about it, you’ll have to get in line behind her.”

Hook was right, and it annoyed Zarina immensely. She hated being at a loss for words, especially with someone who was used to her witty comebacks by now.  She stared at his pointing finger like she could snap it off with just her eyes (and she really, really wanted to), but instead took a step back to put more distance between them. “I want nothing to do with your stupid pirate gang anymore, get lost.” Piracy was for life, and you couldn’t just walk out of it, but they hadn’t contacted her, so Zarina had always convinced herself that it was all over. She dug her heels into the ground, determined not to walk away like a damn coward from the confrontation she’d been waiting for ever since that summer. It was just a pity that she didn’t control it at all. “I don’t want to hear your stupid sob story. We all made sacrifices. Leave me alone and get on with your life.” 

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

James couldn’t help but start to feel a little annoyed at the fact that Zarina seemed to be so...dismissive of his arrival to Astra. If there was one thing he hated in life, it was being dismissed and feeling unimportant. If he wanted to feel like that, he would’ve just gone back to his father’s house. “You may not be in my particular pirate gang anymore, but in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not necessarily either. None of those other guys are around but you might as well have taken a blood oath. We have a bond still, you know. Figurative, but still.” He flashed her a quick smile. He didn’t want to test the waters too bad especially when she was already seemingly ready to throw some sort of tantrum. “I missed the part where I was spewing a sob story at you. Believe me, if I gave you that, you would probably want to hear it. And who seems to be the one not getting on with their life? Me being here shouldn’t be making you this mad. Maybe I missed my friend, yeah?” He reached up to scratch his face, subconsciously choosing to scratch his cheek with the hand that was now missing a finger.

[shegoes-blog1]

Why did she have to go all the way down to the lobby to pick up an order she didn’t even make? Wouldn’t they just take no for an answer? Just leave already. She didn’t even like mushrooms and yet here she was, standing outside the compound in the California heat trying to figure out who ordered a large pizza that the delivery boy insisted came for her. She would normally just pretend it was hers except the bill was $30 and it wasn’t even a kind she liked. Another person began walking through the front doors and, looking to rid herself of the delicious burden as soon as possible, Sheridan turned to them.

“Hey, you! Yeah. Do you want this pizza? ‘Cause this is, like, the second time one’s been buzzed to my room and I’m not ordering them.”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

Hook had spotted the pizza guy pulling up to the building as he was finishing a walk around the compound. Honestly, people here ate pizza like it was going out of style. He’d been like that before, but it had been when he was so poor that one piece of pizza was like finding gold lying around on the ground. Plus, pizza was fucking good but not if you ate it 24-7. Hook was halfway through removing the headphones from his ears as he entered the building when the woman turned suddenly to him. His eyes went wide in shock for a few seconds before he relaxed his facial expression, a little bit of mischief gleaming in his eyes as he cracked a grin. ”Getting pizzas you’re not ordering? I think someone’s playing a prank on you. Or else it’s so unfortunate hungry fool who doesn’t know their own room number! Maybe I’ll help you out. What kind of pizza is it?”

[ladyxchance-deactivated20210323]

Marinette was sat in the common room, looking at herself. Well, a version of herself - she’d been stupidly impulsive, and bought a comic book at the local comic book store. It was in English, and sure, it would probably help with her English, but that wasn’t the reason she bought it. Ladybug, her former superhero alter-ego was on the cover, and it was titled ‘the Adventures of Ladybug and Cat Noir’, and she wondered how well-known they were in America. She wasn’t recognizable exactly, but still hid the comic book behind her back when someone approached her, blowing out a breath. “Hi! Good day, yes?” Wow. Way to go, Marinette.

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

Hook had definitely adapted quickly to life at Astra. It didn’t really shock him, though. Aside from a few unpleasant interactions, he was usually very good at presenting himself as friendly and a person who someone should want to interact with if they weren't stupid. He’d seen the girl in the common room before, he was sure of it, but he’d absolutely never spoken to her. Turning quickly on his heel, he made a beeline right for the brunette girl. Throwing himself into an armchair across from the girl, he kicked his feet over the arm of the chair and crossed his legs at the ankle. Better get comfortable. “I would say so, yeah. But I can hardly say I’ve had a bad day since I’ve come here! Whatcha got behind your back there?”

[quarterformercy]

hook.

He would be lying if he said he expected a warm welcome when she saw him, but he wasn’t expecting it to be this bad. Hook just shook his head, biting back an insult as he did. He didn’t come here to fight. Not today anyway. “Why would I take their money and leave when they can give me a place to live for pretty much free while I make my own money? I don’t need handouts that bad that I would dumb myself down into some sort of basic scam. It’s like you don’t know me at all, Z!” Hook raised his eyebrows, cocking his head to the side a little as he did. “Why? I thought you liked being the captain and wanted to kick anyone’s ass who treated you like anything less! I can’t call an old friend by a nickname anymore?”

Her hand was actually, physically itching to slap him, for treating her like shit before, and daring to show up now and ruin her life in the progress, but she kept her composure in fear of making a scene. Zarina hated downplaying her feelings, but she had to prove herself in order to stay at the compound, unlike Hook. “James Hook, turning down an opportunity to scam people out of money?” she scoffed. “Now there’s a sight I never thought I’d see.” In all fairness, he’d been getting more honest during the summer they’d met, but she knew about his dark past. He’d told her himself. “I’m not a pirate anymore,” she hissed. “You made sure I hated anything to do with them from the moment you left me behind.”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

Hook internally cursed himself as he realized that his heart skipped a beat at her saying his name. She was still pretty much the only one of his friends, because he still considered her one, that would ever get away with using his full name. ”I only scam people out of money that deserve it, red. You know that! Why would I take money from people that are willing to help me? That’s for when they stop helping me,” he winked playfully at her. Really toeing the line like it was his favorite past time. Hook pointed a finger at her, the look on his face almost accusing in nature as he shook his head slightly. “Now, now, Zarina. Once a pirate, always a pirate.” He furrowed his brow and bit his lip for a moment before trying his best to make it seem like what she’d said didnt bother him. “I left my own mother behind, Zarina. I think if you want to get that angry about it, you’ll have to get in line behind her.”

[gasstonlegume]

James Hook.

The fact that the man seemed to be feeding into the negativity he was throwing at him like a fish devouring the bait made Hook get a vicious grin on his face, ”Legume? You a bean, mate? Unless I’m totally mistaken, which i’m not since my mother didn’t raise an idiot. I don’t have a fucking clue who you are but you seem to think you’re pretty fuckin’ important, yeah?”  Hook side-stepped the man, staring daggers into his back as he reached into his pocket to light up a cigarette. Hook flicked his lighter as he shook his head, a little bit disgusted at the man’s behavior. “Why are you better than me? Because your mommy and daddy feel sorry for you enough to give you money or something? At least I won’t be spending the night eating spotty popcorn from disrespecting the person behind the counter.” He tilted his head a little to get a better look at the man in front of him, the lit cigarette hanging at his side. More there as an annoyance to others than for him to actually smoke at this point, smoke trailing up a little bit as he shrugged his shoulders. “James Hook. I don’t really care if you give me the time of day or not. Since I don’t know why you seem to think you’re the queen of fucking England. If you were, I think people might stop saying God save the Queen with that attitude.”

The insult fueled plenty of rage within Gaston; enough to potentially power an entire city. The larger man’s eyes drew to slits (if they weren’t already that way before, they sure as hell were now). “No, I’m a goddamn bean, ‘mate’,” he replied, pushing the popcorn bucket within one inner-elbow and making quotations with his now free hand. “I’m part of one of the best family lines in France.” At least, that’s what he’d been told by his father, who was also a sexist and overall horrible person, so the odds of them actually being the best were slim to none. Probably none.

As the insults kept coming, Gaston kept becoming more and more angry. Angry to point of almost pummeling this stranger right here and now. He was a man, which was unlike the two or so women that he almost (or, in one case did) lay hands on, and that gave Gaston the green light if push came to shove… quite literally. “I’m better than you because I’m much more sophisticated than you. That much was clear before by your… demeanor,” he looked the man up and down, clearly being judgmental, “And it’s more than clear now, too.” There was a slight pause during the time it took for the cigarette to come out and be lit – Gaston’s eyes watching the entire thing with disgust – but after it had happened and there were more words spoken, he spit out a response. “I didn’t ask for your name, but I might as be the Queen of England. If I was, I could easily get you socially isolated… or worse.”

[thecrxcodilehook-blog]

The grin on Hook’s face grew even bigger as he ran a hand through his hair. He thought maybe he’d partially grown out of messing with people like this but it would appear there were exceptions to every rule. ”Does it look like I care about your family line or the country of France? Last time you guys were relevant, you were hiding from a world war or beheading Marie Antoinette or some shit. But that’s good for you, buddy. I guess some of us are so inferior you need things like that to make you feel better.” He shrugged his shoulders, feeling the familiar thrill that came with the risk of pushing people’s buttons.

Hook waved a hand in the air before dropping into an exaggerated bow. “Thank you for noticing how unsophisticated I am. It’s a fine science and I think I’ve mastered it. Why would I want to be sophisticated when it does nothing but make you a miserable twat like you clearly are?” James raised an eyebrow as he dropped the hand holding the cigarette to his side. Was this guy for real? He had to be fucking with him, there was no way a human being was this stupid. “Um, actually you did ask for my name, old bean. If all of society is like you, I think I wouldn’t mind being isolated...no actually. I would probably just drown myself.”