5th Command; Video

[aggravating]

['Sup Barge, Tony's looking rather snazzy in his suit right now, isn't he?]

Okay, if I'm going to be stuck on this alien visitors barge, I need three things:

Full access to the bar. A better room. And at least three women who want to be shown the time of their lives.



[ooc: Information about what's different with Tony is here! But pretty much he's the same asshole he was. Just. More into supporting terrorism, now. The real meat of things will come post-flood.

Also, I've been failing at tags recently, but I should be able to catch up tonight and tomorrow! this is just going up now, because I'll be completely internetless Friday and Saturday, and most of Sunday. So yes! Getting things going now c:]

Comments

[persuadeyou]

[The quiiiietest of snorts.] And you're going to show them that?

[Because Red Room Operative!Natasha is so unimpressed by your reputation, Tony, sorry. :c]

oops i lost this notif

[aggravating]

[This is a travesty Natasha. A pure, horrible travesty]

I'm absolute magic in bed, sweetheart. I could write a book; the Secrets to Orgasm.

notifs o9

[persuadeyou]

[In Soviet Russia, book writes you?]

Creative title, too. You'd make millions.

Not that you need it, though, isn't that right?

always agreed D<

[aggravating]

[Tony'd pay to see that, tbh]

I could practically use millions as toilet paper. I work in the billions, mostly. Trillions, by next year.

[persuadeyou]

[And no one is surprised. :c]

Ambitious arms dealer, aren't you.

[aggravating]

Anything to make a buck, sweetheart.

[He's a busy little terrorist supplier]

[persuadeyou]

Or several trillion, as it were.

[And the Red Room NO DOUBT would cash in on that. :c Like there's no tomorrow. :C] I would buy you a drink, Mister Stark, but I'm afraid I believe that rumor that you line your jackets with hundred dollar bills.

[aggravating]

Rocking baby seal fur right now, actually.

[... Yeah. He's lost all sense of shame and... yeah.]

C'mon, babe, I heard there's a bar in this joint. You, me, some really strong bourbon whiskey.

[persuadeyou]

Mm, of course. How did I miss that update?

[It's okay, she's lost all sense of conscience. :c Which is why she's considering all the angles here, anddd:]

Make it vodka, and I'll be there.

[aggravating]

At this point, I'd serve up the fountain of youth in the Holy Grail if it meant getting to share a drink with you.

[He's grinning, and already pushing himself up out of his chair]

It's a date. I'll meet you there, gorgeous.

spam or assume?

[persuadeyou]

Charmer. [She doesn't sound like she's fallen for it, but there's definitely a quirk in the corner of her mouth. Men are easy.]