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.

Comments

[trenchcoatedly]

The locks are magical in nature, and keyed to specific and assigned items held by wardens.

[aggravating]

....... Items like?

[Why no, he totally wouldn't try to steal something to get booze, what are you talking about?

Thank god Kirk's letting him in for now]

[trenchcoatedly]

Each is selected by the warden in question.

[aggravating]

You're not gonna throw me a bone here, are you?

[trenchcoatedly]

I don't understand how that isn't a valid answer to your question or what bones have to do with it. Each warden selects their own item; mine is a bible.

[aggravating]

Now that's a bone!

[Tony Stark does not know the meaning of sneaky]

So what, you guys get magical key card passes with things that... are near and dear to you?

tony you are a confounding human being.

[trenchcoatedly]

N..o. That's an answer. Again, I don't know what bones have to do with it.

I suppose that's right.

Isn't he just~? C:

[aggravating]

They're treats. You know, like what you throw to dogs? Just don't choke. Not sure where bible-thumpers go now-a-days.

Awesome. I'll keep that in mind.