It's not just wings; it's an entire suit of metal armour, fitted with complicated mechanisms that let it disassemble and reassemble itself and accomplish all manner of other fascinating tricks, powered by a small cold fusion reactor, with the wings attached to the back as an exquisitely animated assemblage of sleek metal feathers that incorporate the same lift technology found in the palms of the gauntlets and the soles of the boots. In its unpainted state, it gleams a pale gold not unlike the wings she was wearing when she arrived. Tony scrambles into the thing as soon as it's finished, pops open the faceplate, and beams some more.
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It's not just wings; it's an entire suit of metal armour, fitted with complicated mechanisms that let it disassemble and reassemble itself and accomplish all manner of other fascinating tricks, powered by a small cold fusion reactor, with the wings attached to the back as an exquisitely animated assemblage of sleek metal feathers that incorporate the same lift technology found in the palms of the gauntlets and the soles of the boots. In its unpainted state, it gleams a pale gold not unlike the wings she was wearing when she arrived. Tony scrambles into the thing as soon as it's finished, pops open the faceplate, and beams some more.
"Am I cool or am I cool?"