17th Command; video

[aggravating]

This again? [He's so not amused. You see how not amused he is? This is A+ levels of not. Fucking. Amused..] Alright, I'll bite. Let's see who knows me.

This is Tony Stark. Yes the Tony Stark. Iron Man, eccentric billionaire, genius inventor. Let's chat.

[... Wait. Shit he almost forgot.

A look of something that can only be described as pure, creeped out discomfort pulls at his face as he leans forward, about to turn off the feed.]

And if you're a psycho pink pony? Yeah. No. Go creep on someone else.

[Not today, Pinkmania. Not. Today.]

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[secondtofury]

[She was going to say something, to ask why he was transmitting this... But she got a little distracted.]

Psycho pink pony?

[Private]

[persuadeyou]

Hill. [Okay this is kind of a relief, she's mostly quietly been spying on the network, but she didn't expect to actually find someone from home.]

What's going on at base?

[Private]

[secondtofury]

Agent Romanoff.

Cleaning up after the latest mess. Thankfully nothing too pressing otherwise, nothing we can't handle.

[Private]

[persuadeyou]

[Still ahead of her then; Natasha sticks to voice so she doesn't have to explain why her hair is long.]

Sounds like business as usual.

[aggravating]

[As much as he never wants to admit this ever, it's actually kind of good to hear you, Hill.]

Yeah. It's a thing. Almost right up SHIELD's alley, if you can get her to not skin you for saddles and make creepy meat-muffins from the rest.

[See the sad thing is he's not even kidding.

Which is why he's not the least bit afraid of coming off as completely insane. It's just that creepy.]

[secondtofury]

[Careful now, Stark. She might have to wonder if you're sick or something.]

.... I really hope you're joking.

[Except somehow? She knows you're not... Even if you do sound absolutely insane right now, she knows better than to underestimate you.]

[aggravating]

[Look, you try being trapped on a therapy barge with no booze.]

Why does everyone- Okay, look. I'll make jokes about alien invasions, your boss, and weird viking gods who travel on rainbows, but once we go into murdering talking pony territory?

[Trust him, he wishes he was insane. It'd make all of this so much easier to deal with.]