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 Sailin' Smiles
                "Hmm. We could do that if you wanna hang out again. I have Webflix," Connor grinned. "Probably 50% less violent than having dinner somewhere. Unless some villain starts destroying everything citywide."  He shook her hand. "Goodnight, Amy. It's...
                • James Wolfe
                  James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                  Connor chuckled. "It's fine. I'm already in danger of falling for you."  Why did he say that WHYDIDHESAYTHAT??  He started laughing awkwardly, hoping Amy would take it as a joke.  "I'll bring him over one of these days if we meet...
                  • James Wolfe
                    James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                    Connor chuckled. "Then let me let you in on a secret. I'm a terrible skater. But it's so much fun to stop!"  He nodded eagerly at her questions except for the last one.  "I don't really want to list down their weaknesses. Not that I...
                    • James Wolfe
                      James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                      Connor paid the cashier, and they went outside to enjoy the cool night.  "I don't do a lot of that," he admitted bashfully. "Uh... I make superhero cards for every hero I know. And I like ice skating. And hanging out with my nephew. He's gonna...
                      • James Wolfe
                        James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                        Connor chuckled. "I like the way you think! We could definitely try to show them some kindness if we run into them!"  Fortunately, there were no supervillains invading the ice cream shop. There were rows upon rows of menus of ice cream...
                        • James Wolfe
                          James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                          Connor beamed, almost child-like. He was so innocent and believing. "I'm so happy to have helped, Amy."  His tail wagged again. "Would you like ice cream? I know a good place nearby... hopefully it doesn't get held up by Quackerjack or...
                          • James Wolfe
                            James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                            In fact, it was in the bay. When Connor tried to go up against Liquidator earlier, it was washed overboard and damaged by the water. Oh no. All was lost-  Connor chuckled. "Please. I'm a SHUSH agent. I'm always prepared for the utter...
                            • James Wolfe
                              James Wolfe commented on the blog Sailin' Smiles
                              Connor smiled at her gently and gave her hand a comforting squeeze, rubbing it with his other hand.  "But you still did it. And you're still here. Doesn't that count for anything?" he asked, tail wagging again.  "You already are," he...

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