11th Command; Video

[aggravating]

[Hey guys. Hey. Guys. Was Tony kickass in that Port or what? Yeah, that's right. He was.

And he is totally lording it over all of your heads for the rest of time.]

So, uh, for the record. We should probably have some sort of actual sane plan for situations like that. Like. The Bargites Guide to Surviving Alien Kidnappings. First chapter: Listen to the Locals and Don't Rush the Aliens.

[And, almost as an afterthought:]

And in case anyone knew her, Pepper Potts went home.

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[notthatfondue]

[There's no excuse for any of this. She did nothing to provoke you. :| In fact, she just glares at the feed with her jaw clenched before clicking it off. She's not even going to dignify that with a response.

No. She's going to find you instead. Just give her a few moments, she can track you down easy.]

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[aggravating]

[He's sitting outside in their hallway, at the absolute opposite end from where his and Pepper's room was, a bottle of scotch (sneaked out of the pub a while back) next to him, half empty.

Honestly? Tony's a sad, pissed off sight right now.

Not that that's going to save him right now. Because he's really not that hard to find. And he's definitely still absently transmitting the feed.]

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[notthatfondue]

[He'll hear her footsteps before anything else. Peggy swiftly storms over to him, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed. Sure, she takes into account the liquor next to him and the fact that it's nearly gone, but she doesn't let that sway her.

Because the moment she's close enough, Peggy closes her fist and swiftly socks him one.]

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[aggravating]

[She shouldn't, because Tony functions just as well drunk as people normally do sober. So, at the sound of footsteps he narrows his eyes, pushes his way up until he's leaning against the wall, stepping forward and raising an eyebrow at Peggy, wary but mostly still just annoyed-

... And then, he's getting punched. Hard and well-aimed, right in the side of the jaw, before he could do anything to stop it.

He stumbles, reaches a hand up to rub at his jaw as he catches himself against the wall, brow furrowed as he just sort of stares at Peggy, confused and pissed and- ugh. Fine. He rolls his eyes, keeps a hand on his jaw, and just slides down the wall to sit again, still recovering from the sucker punch he was on the receiving end of.]

... Been slapped a few times, but I gotta say. This is the first time I've been full out punched in the face. [He smirks, just slightly] Nice one.

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[notthatfondue]

[Sucker punch or not, he fully deserved it. Peggy's had to prove herself time and time again to get where she was, she wasn't about to let someone talk to her like that and get away with it. Especially someone who was supposedly a friendly. Boys may be boys, but she hardly found that an excusable reason.

She huffs out a sigh and pushes some stray hair from her face.]

You'd be daft if you said you didn't deserve that.

[She'd do it again if given the chance, really.]

Slapping wouldn't have gotten the point through to you.

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[thestarspangledman]

If she hadn't done it I would have done it for her. [Yeah, Tony, he knows you're hurting. It still doesn't give you an excuse.]

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[notthatfondue]

[Her hero~ And probably the last person Tony wanted to see after this. Peggy clears her throat slightly and shakes her head.]

I'm sure he's thankful it didn't have to come to that.

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[thestarspangledman]

[There might be just a bit of an annoyed rumble in his voice, there.]

Probably. He'd have ended up through a wall.

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[aggravating]

[This is one Tony Stark just idly flipping off the communicator as he rubs his jaw.

Go away, Steve.]

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[thestarspangledman]

Manners, Tony. [...Hey, look, for once? He's hanging up on you.]

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[persuadeyou]

[Oh THANK GOD that was still transmitting, this is the most amused she has been in a while.]

Remind me to buy you a drink, next opportunity.

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[notthatfondue]

[There's a moment where Peggy realizes the feed is still transmitting, and she might have looked more concerned if she wasn't so irritated with Tony still.

She glances down and offers a slight smile.]

The offer is appreciated.

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[persuadeyou]

[Stark has that effect on...pretty much everyone, really.]

I'm sure eventually he'll build a better filter for his mouth.

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[aggravating]

[About ten minutes or so later, that's Tony finally realizing in full that this was, uh, recording.]

You have officially lost your last brownie points.

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[persuadeyou]

My heart's breaking. [GUESS YOU'LL NEED A NEW PUBLICIST.]

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[wedonot]

Mr. Stark, I believe we need to have a discussion at your earliest convenience. And I'd like to apologize on his behalf, Agent Carter. [MOM AM SO DISAPPOINT RN. :|]

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[notthatfondue]

[Peggy shakes her head and offers him a small smile, strained as it may be.]

You could not have predicted just how far his lack of tact would allow him to go. I appreciate the sentiment all the same, however.

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[aggravating]

I believe I have an appointment with a bottle and my bed.

[Just fuck everything okay.]

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[wedonot]

You definitely do not. [He will come over and get rid of all your alcohol. :|]

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[imfollowinghim]

Nice shot. [Although there is maybe a tiny part of him that's disappointing he didn't get to do it himself, but.]

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[notthatfondue]

[Yes, but can you imagine how irritated she'd be if it wasn't her that did it? She's sure you boys will get your chance eventually.]

Thank you, Sergeant.

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[imfollowinghim]

[Hey, they know you can defend your honor perfectly well on your own, but this is what you do for coworkers slash your brother's girlfriend. B|]

My pleasure, Agent Carter.

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[aggravating]

[You are also being treated to the middle finger, Bucky Barnes B| ]

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[aggravating]

[There is still a small part of his mind that's actually working, believe it or not. He's not that far gone in a grumpy, alcoholic coma. And it's that part of his mind that, after a few moments of bitching to Charles and flipping off just about everyone else who decided his personal life was back on the gossip reel, has him finally turning off the feed on his own communicator.

His jaw is kind of red where Peggy'd hit him, and he's pretty sure he can taste blood where the edge of his tooth caught on his cheek, but hey. He's had worse.

Doesn't mean his pride isn't wounded, though.]

I didn't deserve that. [He has to push and prod, to scowl and repeat the words and try for a smirk, only to fall terribly flat, to let his head fall back against the wall behind him as he narrows his eyes up at the woman above him] I probably would have kicked myself in the nuts, too. So thanks.

[Which, in Tony speak, is the closest thing to a "wow I'm a dick, let's try and forget this ever happened" that Peggy will ever get.

He's normally not this out of control. It's kind of... well. Annoying, to say the least. It's also making his chest ache to even start to comprehend just how much Pepper leaving was hitting him. But hey, whatever. He'll distract people with his dick.....ish ways instead. Even if it ruins his reputation for all time.]

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[notthatfondue]

[Starks can hold their liquor, of that she has no doubt. So she's perfectly aware that he's able to handle this and what's going on with his feed. She at least feels a little bad for it being broadcast, but that guilt will wane very soon. She doesn't talk about ~feelings~ Tony, but even she doesn't take out frustration on others like this. :|

She's nearly ready to punch him again after he said that wasn't deserved, but as luck would have it, he cleared that up quickly. She considers him for another long moment before she shrugs.]

That's not something I'm in the habit of going up to men and doing, so you needn't worry about that.

[She narrows her eyes right back at him.]

What you said, Mr. Stark, was completely out of line and uncalled for. Be assured that if something like this ever happens again, I will not hesitate to repeat what just happened. Are we understood?