1st Command; Video

[aggravating]

[This is so not his idea of a vacation, guys. You have no idea. But at the very least, the man peering at the screen isn't flipping out or anything. In fact, he just seems to have a sort of cool and composed air to him. If, you know, he was anything other than pissed right now.]

Okay, yeah. Fun times. Sitting on a boat in the middle of space while the world is, literally, going to hell back home without me, all because this is supposed to part of some self-awareness spiritual journey crap?

[He's been doing his homework]

Right, uh. Someone point me to the fun part of this ship, because I'm not buying into this prisoner shtick right now. Oh, and. Give me that phone call home, boss. I need to sick my lawyers on all of your asses.

Because you kind of took my property. And my AI. And my ride home.

[He makes a frustrated sound in the back of his throat, looking around before reaching down, pulling a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, ignoring the slightly bent out of shape frames - he'd kind of fallen on them more than a few times - and slipping them right up to rest on the bridge of his nose]

For anyone stupid enough to not know who I am, I'm Tony Stark. Iron Man. And the first person who asks for an autograph is getting thrown overboard.

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[peektuttut]

[It's an AI Alfred, wait till he finds that out. Tim's just arching an eyebrow, because okay. He wants to look at that tech. :c]

The Admiral isn't usually much of a listener. What does JARVIS stand for?

[aggravating]

[This is said in the straightest face imaginable, and a very, very serious voice.]

Just. A. Rather. Very. Intelligent. System.

[peektuttut]

[Tim's swallowing a smile.] Very creative.

[aggravating]

[Shut up okay, it's the best acronym in the world]

I was drunk. It was a thing. [He waves his hand] Besides, it sounds stuffy and British.

[peektuttut]

[Tim is v. amused by the best acronym in the world.]

Is the AI stuffy and British?

[aggravating]

Incredibly. [He just grins] He's kind of the epitome of it.

[peektuttut]

I never considered replicating and computerizing Alfred, but it sounds kind of genius, now.

[aggravating]

Alfred? [He's leaning forward, curious] If you have a scan of brainwaves you want to use as a base model, I can code something for you.

God knows it'll be boring enough being stuck here.

[peektuttut]

He's our butler, back home. And I'm pretty sure he wouldn't take to having his brainwaves borrowed to create an AI to do his job too well.

I wouldn't mind getting a look at the coding, though. Just a basic system.

[aggravating]

I'll give you what I used to give lectures on at MIT, how about that?

[He smirks] JARVIS' coding I'll keep to myself until I've been dead for at least four hundred years.

[peektuttut]

Fair enough. [Considering how paranoid and protective they are of their own goodies. :V] Let me know when a good time is.

[aggravating]

How about after my ship tour and little barroom venture?

[In other words, he can go into full geek mode in a few hours for you, Timmy]

[peektuttut]

So long as you're still upright after that venture, that's perfect.

[IT'S A DREAM COME TRUE :C]

[aggravating]

I've gotten awards for lectures I don't even remember. I've got this.

[peektuttut]

That's....comforting.

[aggravating]

That's genius.