February 6th, 2015
Outpost 54, Bermuda
"Sir," J.A.R.V.I.S spoke, making Tony to pause his work and tilt his head up, signalling that he was listening. "Doctor Serizawa wanted me to let you know that the Osprey for the newest members of the G-Team is landing up top."
"Does he need me as part of the welcoming committee again this time?"
There was a small pause from J.A.R.V.I.S, most likely asking Ishiro. "He says no. He just wanted to let you know so that you could be prepared with random strangers asking random questions about your work."
"Aw, how thoughtful of him. Tell him that I said thanks for letting me know and that I'll efficiently be prepared for whatever questions they may have."
"Of course, sir."
Tony shifted and went back to work, swiping and manipulating the hologram in front of him as he saw fit without much care. He was hyper focused on what he was doing now, nothing could bring him out of his work. He was so invested that he didn't notice his trusty AI locking his lab up so no one disturbed him from rest of the day, especially when he was working on the maser turrets.
February 7th, 2015
Outpost 54, Bermuda
Tony yawned as he stretched, trudging into the kitchen early the next morning. He walked straight to the coffee maker, put in the necessary things and pressed a button while butting a mug under the tap, listening as the maker began to brew his coffee. He leaned against the counter, yawning once more and rubbing his eyes. This time, he really didn't mean to stay up all night working on projects, really. He had just lost track of type and before he knew it, J.A.R.V.I.S was saying that it was dawn and that he should go grab some coffee and a bite to eat. Vivienne was going to kill him when she finds out, he just knew it. She could be such a mother hen at times.
"You're Tony Stark, right?" asked someone as they stood at the entrance of the kitchen. He looked over and he could see a dark skinned man in a simple casual clothing. Standing on either side of him was another guy and a woman.
"Yep, that's me. You're the new G-Team soldiers?"
"Yes, sir. Chief Warrant Officer Jackson Barnes. These two are First Lieutenant Lauren Griffin and Staff Sergeant Anthony Martinez."
"Nice to meet the three of you."
"Hey, is it true?" questioned Anthony.
"Is what true?"
"What Bucky said- about you-"
"Let me guess. Choosing Godzilla over humanity or some half-cocked shit like that?"
"...Yeah."
"Nope- even if the big guy is much better than some humans that are living on this planet right now. I respect him and and his place on this planet."
"His place?" Jackson asked.
"Yep. He's been on this planet longer than probably humanity as a whole. He sees a threat to his home, he's gonna protect it. He isn't taking shit from anyone."
"And, what, you think that we're gonna be safe from him? That he's just gonna leave us alone and go back to wherever he lives peacefully?" Anthony asked, obviously skeptical.
"That would be a pipe dream. As long as we don't harm his territory or provoke him, we should be good."
"How can you be so sure of this?"
"Easy. Has Godzilla came out of the ocean during a time where there wasn't any threats or when he wasn't provoked at all?" Tony raised an eyebrow and waited for the three to answer. They did not. "Barnes- the other Barnes- has a hatred for Godzilla because of what happened to his team. It was just a bad case of wrong place, wrong time. I'm not saying you three should have my opinions on the big guy. It's all up to you. But, I would like you guys to read up on the history of the big guy from when he was awakened in the fifties and form your own opinions."
Saying what he needed to say, Tony turned to the coffee maker and taking his now full mug, he walked out of the kitchen, leaving the three to watch after him. He stopped in front of the elevator, reaching to click the down button when the elevator dinged, the automatic doors opening. He paused when he saw Bucky, Sam and Steve standing in the elevator, about to get off to go to the kitchen.
"Morning." greeted Tony as he let the three off first.
"Morning, Tony." Steve greeted back before squinting at his face. "...Did you even sleep at all last night?"
Tony shrugged. "Not important, see you guys later." he slipped into the elevator.
"Come on, man-" Sam started but Tony interrupted with a shake of his head.
"Sleep is for the weak."
Tony heard Bucky snort at that but didn't say anything. Apparently the hot one knew how to hold a grudge when someone says something that goes against their opinion on something important, who knew?
"Like I said, see you guys later." he gave a way before the doors closed and he pressed the button to go back down to his workshop. He sipped at his coffee as the elevator made it's journey downwards, to the floor of his workshop at it's usual pace.
"Sir, you really should get some sleep soon." J.A.R.V.I.S stated before the doors slid open once more and Tony stepping out and to his workshop.
"I will, I will. Just gotta get the Maser Turrets done. You know how the higher ups are like, J." Tony went to his desk, setting his mug down before taking a deep breath.
He really needed to get this project done so he could actually get to play his piano again. He missed pressing down on the keys, making a note sound.