Early the next evening, long after Bee had called to say she was boarding the plane, Tony was being put into the suit he'd designed. "Jarvis, you there?" he asked as he put the mask over his face. "At your service, sir," the AI replied cordially. "Engage Heads-Up Display," Tony ordered. "Check," the AI replied. "Import all preferences from home interface," he added. "Will do, sir."
He looked around, amazed that digital pop-up appeared for almost everything he looked at, detailing what it was and other information about it. "Alright, what do you say?" he asked. "I have been uploaded sir. We are online and ready." "Start the virtual walk around," Tony instructed. "Importing preferences and calibrating virtual environment," Jarvis replied.
"Check on control surfaces," Tony asked. "As you wish," Jarvis said. Tony felt all the little panels on the suit click as Jarvis made sure they were working. "Test complete," Jarvis announced. "Preparing to power down and begin diagnostics." "Uh, yeah," Tony said. "Tell you what, do a weather and ATC check, start listening in on ground control." "Sir, there are still terabytes of calculations needed before an actual flight is…" "Jarvis," Tony warned. "Sometimes you gotta run before you can walk. Ready, in 3,2,1."
He held his arms to his sides and heard the suit power up. He leaned forward and zoomed out the garage entrance, yelling as he did. "Yeah!" he yelled as he shot out from the house. "Woo!" He shifted slightly. "Pedals like a dream," he commented. He soared towards the boardwalk and zoomed in on the Ferris wheel. He saw a little kid lose his ice cream.
He soared upwards. "Alright, let's see what this thing can do. What's the SR-71's record?" "The record for fixed wing flight is 85,000 feet, sir," the AI replied. "Records are made to be broken," Tony said as he continued up. "C'mon!" "Sir, there is a potentially fatal buildup of ice occurring," Jarvis said as the warning label flashed into his sight. "Keep going!" Tony gasped. "Higher!"
Then the foot went out. The lights went out, and Tony froze. Then he began to fall, yelling as he went. "We got to stop, Jarvis, and break the ice!" Tony yelled. "Jarvis? C'mon, we gotta break the ice!" He manually twisted the button that deployed the flaps. The ice broke, and Jarvis came back online,. He caught himself as he fell, and soared along the highway. "Yeah!" he yelled.
He soared back home and hovered over the roof. "Kill power," he ordered. He dropped, and continued dropping. He went through the piano and landed on one of his cars, setting the alarms of all the others off. Dummy turned and doused him with the fire extinguisher. Tony leaned his head back.