[Why hello barge, wasn't that a fun flood? Tony's in bed today, just kind of lounging and leaning against the headboard right now, still a bit battered and bruised, and just staring rather blankly down at the communicator. On second though, he looks rather judging, really, and-

... Well, hold on a second there. Not only does this not look like his room (because honestly, he wouldn't be caught dead living in a place right out of a forties movie) but if you've ever got a message from one Steve Rogers you might notice that this is actually coming from his communicator.]

Steve Rogers' inmate Edward Blake went home. And let me be the first asshole to say thank god.

[And he is so not sorry for that. BUT.]

For those of you with your nose buried in the nonexistent gossip column of this ship, you might have noticed the little lover's spat going on between Cap, Nicole, and I. And for those that care, you'll be happy to know that now that Legolas is back in play, we're all one big happy family again and I am preemptively claiming the first Saturday Night Avengers Orgy for my room.

[Believe it or not, there is a point to this ridiculousness. And it's not just making Clint, Natasha, and Steve all want to kill him. But, he pauses just before ending the feed, grinning wide]

Also, Cap? Think we got our communicators mixed up last night.

[.... Clint, Nat, Steve and Peggy.]


[ooc: written with permission from Mandy!]