[There is a metal man descending from the sky, all red and gold. Against any light as bright as the sun, most objects would appear silhouetted, darkened and dulled out. But not the Iron Man, who remains as subtle as ever. A lot of things have changed since JARVIS powered his suit, but not his penchant for color and preferences about the palette. Repulsors on, the pressure fluctuates across the sand below his feet, ripping heat through the air, and scattering more particulates into Juno's eyes, probably.
Sorry about that, Juno. But in a moment, it gets better, because he cuts the thrusters and drops neatly onto the beach.
His faceplate is either impassive or grim to look at, depending on how you tend to interpret the glowy eye slits and the severe horizontal of his mouth. But his voice is pretty perky!! emerging in digitized format, as he reaches down to grasp Juno's hand with a mechanical gauntlet.] Gender stuff aside, [he says,] do you happen to be experiencing an oxygen problem? You sound a little asthmatic, buddy.
beach;
Sorry about that, Juno. But in a moment, it gets better, because he cuts the thrusters and drops neatly onto the beach.
His faceplate is either impassive or grim to look at, depending on how you tend to interpret the glowy eye slits and the severe horizontal of his mouth. But his voice is pretty perky!! emerging in digitized format, as he reaches down to grasp Juno's hand with a mechanical gauntlet.] Gender stuff aside, [he says,] do you happen to be experiencing an oxygen problem? You sound a little asthmatic, buddy.