James Wolfe

Still forever alone.

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Age: 30
Species: Wolf
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: Single
With: No one. Go away.
Occupation: S.H.U.S.H. elite agent
About

James Wolfe is one of Britain's best agents, and is currently working in S.H.U.S.H. Central thanks to a transfer, along with pilot Elliot Hudson. 

Although well-reknowned for his seriousness, lack of emotion in any situation, and apparent coldness towards everyone, James is not heartless, and is willing to help anyone in need. But he refuses to show it, keeping it all under an iron mask, knowing no one would respect him or take him seriously if he didn't. 

He is currently aiding Chief Agent Grizzlikoff in training new recruits, and in some cases, take over for some of the more... troublemaking kind, reducing them to nothing more than a speck of dust. Mentally. Should it continue, Grizzlikoff would then proceed to do it physically. 

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    • James Wolfe
      James Wolfe

      James lifted a brow.

      "You can have an extra two more days after your... plans, but that's all I'll give. If there is an urgent mission that requires your services, however, you are to return immediately."

      His phone started to ring. James took it out, then looked surprised. He seemed to recognise the number.

      "You may leave," he told him as he answered the phone.

      If Elliot didn't turn away then, he may catch a hint of worry on the wolf's normally stoic face.

      "How badly?" he asked, in a quieter tone. If the agent still had not left by then, he would be getting a sharp glare that threatened to revoke his leave.

      • Elliot Hudson
        Elliot Hudson

        "Yes, sir," Elliot muttered with a resigned sigh after having been given his punishment. He was feeling too down to protest. Besides, it could have been worse. It was certainly better than spending yet another weekend on kennel duty.

        It didn't help his mood, though. He had really been looking forward to this. It was a good thing he'd kept the trip a surprise. At least Lexi wouldn't be disappointed now that they couldn't--

        James's next words cut through Elliot's thoughts, and the agent's head snapped back up, his gaze shifting from the floor back to his superior. His sullen expression had turned to shock. Was... was he serious?

        Come on, Elliot. When was James not serious?

        "Th-thank you, sir," he replied, still a bit stunned. Though a hint of a relieved smile played on his bill. "I'll do my best."

        And he would, because he didn't want to screw this up again.

        There was a moment where he appeared to be conflicted before Elliot spoke again.

        "Sir... one more thing..." He shuffled his feet a little "I uh... don't need a full two weeks. One week will suffice."

        An extra week off after the trip would have been really nice. But since James was actually being reasonable for once, Elliot felt the least he could do was be completely honest in return.

        • James Wolfe
          James Wolfe

          James expression did not change.

          "You will be working an extra two hours overtime today," he told Elliot sternly. "Dinner does not count."

          Oh, he wasn't done yet.

          "If you do a good job, I will let you take leave tomorrow. But only this once. If you try to lie again or forget to inform me in advance, I will not be so lenient."

          • Elliot Hudson
            Elliot Hudson

            Elliot huffed a little, crossing his arms and looking away in a childish manner. "I could still have plans..." he muttered under his breath. He knew he should have waited and asked Hooter. But he had not been in his office, and the young agent had been too eager to wait for his return.

            Oh wonderful. Now James was demanding an explanation. And since cleaning kennels was not how he wanted to spend his weekend...

            "I just... I had something special planned," he muttered, fidgeting a little and avoiding the wolf's gaze. He purposely kept it vague, preferring not to give the wolf information on his private life.

            He was kicking himself mentally. It was supposed to have been a surprise for Lexi, and now it was ruined. He'd had it all planned out and had been so proud of himself for actually organizing something like this all on his own. That is, until he realized he'd completely forgotten to request the time off from work in advance.

            Had he been able to see Hooter, he would have explained the situation, as the director was much more understanding. But with James, the only way he thought he'd have any chance at all was through lying. Too bad he messed that up, too.

            • James Wolfe
              James Wolfe

              "If you are indeed experiencing back pains and headaches and carpal tunnel syndrome, you certainly need a doctor," James said dryly. "And you certainly can't have 'plans' for tomorrow night, can you?"

              Then his frown deepened. "I don't appreciate being lied to, agent. Do you remember the rules of the SHUSH handbook? So unless you want to spend your weekend cleaning out the K9 unit's kennels, you had best be telling me what you are up to."

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              • James Wolfe
                James Wolfe commented on the blog Two agents, one mission, too many problems
                Well, the silence was a bit... disconcerting. At least she was absorbed in the documents, which allowed the wolf agent to look at her from time to time.  Finally, after debating with himself, and looking around to make sure no one was...
                • James Wolfe
                  James Wolfe commented on the blog Psychiatrist Un-Help: Part Two
                  James did not sit. If she was going to play mind games with him, he preferred to stay where he was, stiff and upright like a soldier on duty, to show he was not to be knocked down that easily.  The question confused him, but he answered after...
                  • James Wolfe
                    James Wolfe commented on the blog The Most Informative Candlelight Dinner
                    W-was he paying?? OF COURSE HE WAS, IT'S THE GENTLEMAN THING TO DO.  Connor looked confused for a moment, then chuckled. "I haven't ordered yet. I was waiting for you," he confessed shyly. "Um... let's see..." he peeked at the menu, his ears...
                    • James Wolfe
                      James Wolfe commented on the blog Psychiatrist Un-Help: Part Two
                      James stayed silent, for once stunned by a fellow agent as she piled up folders upon folders in his arms, listing off all the paperwork and certificates they contained.  That was... a lot of dedication. The wolf agent suddenly felt a grudging...
                      • James Wolfe
                        James Wolfe commented on the blog Two agents, one mission, too many problems
                        James regarded Feliciana with an unimpressed look on his face.  "You want to see your parents, don't you? Well, unfortunately, this is not the time to let your emotions get in the way of our mission. And it will be very irresponsible and...
                        • James Wolfe
                          James Wolfe commented on the blog Psychiatrist Un-Help: Part Two
                          James eyed the ID, half hoping it was fake. There was paperwork for that, wasn't there? It could delay the psychiatrist meeting, possibly cancel it!  Yes, that was a little too much to hope for.  "How old are you? Why are you even here?"...
                          • James Wolfe
                            James Wolfe commented on the blog Two agents, one mission, too many problems
                            James had already prepared everything for the journey, and was sitting in his office, looking through the case file. He'd gone through many cases like these, but it was still very upsetting. Those poor children. He wondered how they were faring now....
                            • James Wolfe
                              James Wolfe published a blog post Psychiatrist Un-Help: Part Two
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                                • James Wolfe
                                  James Wolfe

                                  James stayed silent, for once stunned by a fellow agent as she piled up folders upon folders in his arms, listing off all the paperwork and certificates they contained. 

                                  That was... a lot of dedication. The wolf agent suddenly felt a grudging respect for her. She knew hard work, and put her mind and heart into it. Even if he still did not like what she was about to do to him... 

                                  "Let's just get this over with," he rolled his eyes and put down the folders. "But I'll have you know, I've been tortured by the Russian mob, Japanese spies and even the likes of FOWL, so whatever mental torment you wish to inflict on me, it's already been done." 

                                  That was... that was what the annual mental evaluation in SHUSH was for, wasn't it? To make sure its agents were all still mentally strong enough to shield themselves from manipulation and coercion. 

                                  • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                                    Dr. Moira Rousseau

                                    Did... did he just compare her... to FOWL??

                                    Moira didn’t know whether to feel sympathetic, offended, hurt or amused that this agent had just ranked her on the same level of a nefarious criminal organisation, and clearly believed she was going to torture him somehow.

                                    Then again, he may not be wrong... though, perhaps not in the way he was expecting.  She suspected that talking about his mental health and her concerns regarding his difficulties in getting along with other agents likely would be some sort of torture for him.

                                    “I’ll keep that in mind,” Moira said, once again motioning him to sit as she leaned forward on her desk.  “But first, I’d like to ask you something.  From what I gather, you’re a very dedicated agent who has firm ideas on what being a SHUSH agent should entail.”

                                    Well, that’s one way to put it.

                                    “What do you feel distinguishes a bad agent from a good agent?  Or even a good agent from a great one?”

                                    People usually freely talk — and often ramble on — about things that they’re passionate about; she was guilty of this herself.  So, by opening their conversation with a neutral question regarding something he felt very strongly about, she hoped to be able to get a better glimpse into his way of thinking.

                                    • James Wolfe
                                      James Wolfe

                                      James did not sit. If she was going to play mind games with him, he preferred to stay where he was, stiff and upright like a soldier on duty, to show he was not to be knocked down that easily. 

                                      The question confused him, but he answered after a short pause. 

                                      "A bad agent is reckless and wild, who ignores orders and acts on impulse. Those things, while admirable in heroes, are not encouraged in agents of SHUSH," he said in a monotonous tone. "A good agent has the ability to follow orders well and complete missions by the book without incidence. A great agent..." he hesitated for a moment. "...is one who has their heart in the right place. They do not always follow orders, and take risks to make sure no one is left behind." 

                                      He started to curse himself inwardly. That seemed like a bad choice of words. He fell silent again, but from his body language, it was as if he was daring Moira to ask him another question. 

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