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

[aggravating]

Yeah, uh, about that. This whole warden and inmate thing. Please tell me we don't actually have cells and communal lunch hour.

Oh, and I don't do prison orange.

[demigoddess]

Just wait 'til you see the bathrooms. [ She's joking, of course. ]

[aggravating]

... Please tell me they have walls.

I swear to God I'll just throw myself off the deck if they don't.

[demigoddess]

Hmm..? Do they? You know? I can't remember. Might want to take this opportunity to go on the self tour and check that out. I would really hate if you threw yourself off the deck. [ Sassiness aside, she really dosen't want him to do that. ]

[Private]

[aggravating]

[Yeah, hi, he's going to go and find the stupid room he's been assigned and check that out.

Which he probably should have done before, you know, bitching at the network]

Oh thank God. They're not prison toilets.

[Private]

[demigoddess]

So you're familiar? [ With prison toilets? It makes sense considering he's an inmate, she supposes. ]

I have a feeling you'll warm up to this place sooner rather than later, Tony. It was nice chatting.

[Private]

[aggravating]

Not so much in practice, but in theory, yeah.

[His name has saved him many an arrest.

He chuckles, though]

See you at the top.