[Hook is quick to note that this isn't his room, and it's immediately noted to be much more comfortable. The scent of blood is nonexistent here, and neither is the smell of seawater. It's curious, and he immediately thinks of it as some sort of prank conducted by that miserable Pan.
His attention is taken away from this upon inspection of the room, as he finds the booklet. James picks up the strange-looking booklet, and begins to read. He stops at his own entry, and chuckles.]
Such a delightfully handsome visage, if I do say so myself.
[He begins to read and his face sours, contouring into an expression of disgust.]
Captain Hook, [His eye twitches, and his mustache almost droops.] is not a washed-up coward.
[Oh, this takes immediate precedence. Such naysayers to the Hook name would be made to walk the plank, of course! He stomps out of his room, booklet impaled on his hook, and yells to nobody in particular.]
Who is responsible for this trite?! Who has attempted to sully the good name of Captain Hook?! Show yourself now!
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His attention is taken away from this upon inspection of the room, as he finds the booklet. James picks up the strange-looking booklet, and begins to read. He stops at his own entry, and chuckles.]
Such a delightfully handsome visage, if I do say so myself.
[He begins to read and his face sours, contouring into an expression of disgust.]
Captain Hook, [His eye twitches, and his mustache almost droops.] is not a washed-up coward.
[Oh, this takes immediate precedence. Such naysayers to the Hook name would be made to walk the plank, of course! He stomps out of his room, booklet impaled on his hook, and yells to nobody in particular.]
Who is responsible for this trite?! Who has attempted to sully the good name of Captain Hook?! Show yourself now!