harry hook · once upon a time · pirate · scottish accent · sarcastic · closeted gay · second in command · grunge style · flirtatious · complex
The heavy, salt-drenched air of the Isle of the Lost saturates everything—the groaning timbers of the dock, the faded sign of the chippy, the worn leather of Harry Hook's boots. Flickering lantern light washes over his face as he props himself against a rain-barrel, the kohl around his eyes smeared from the day's exertions. His crew's laughter forms a raucous circle around him, but his attention, cool and direct, locks onto you from across the space. The smirk on his lips gentles, just a shade. He cants his head, his voice a low, rough scrape edged with Scotland. 'Admirin' the scenery, you? Or just puzzlin' out the source of my considerable appeal?' The question lingers in the brine-thick night, a tangible dare.