Array 134 // Video
[The PCD is on its back, and the rushing of water makes makes a loud burbling noise in the background. Soft white fur and pink paws touch the device, before Kitty -- Al's Kitty -- gives a soft meow and steps off.
A creaking noise, a rustle, and a large gloved leather hand reaches out to pick up the device.
A child's voice, vaguely familiar, young, unbroken. It's gentle and warm, but it sounds a little muffled and metallic, as though he's talking through a tin can.]
Hey... that's not for you to eat!
[A breathless giggle, and the feed settles, showing an incredibly huge lap. Shining steel armor is covered with a light lilac cloth over the lap, on which the cat settles. Gigantic leather-gloved hands very carefully stroke over the cat's back, though the touch is still a little rough, and the cat mewls protest, nipping the leather.]
Ah! Sorry...!
[The glove curls, and one large finger presses behind her ear as she leans into it. Slowly, he rubs back and forth, and she purrs like a small motor.]
There. That's better. I'm still getting the hang of doing that.
[More purring.]
... you don't mind, huh? You're so cute. I hope I really can keep you-
[A rustle, and the PCD moves again, panning up to the face; an antique helmet with a soft, strange glow at the eyeholes.]
[ooc; It's about damn time. Have some armor!Al, guys. And inside that? He's eleven. All replies will be made with thegentlesoul.]