Fifth Transmutation [Audio]

[kittenstorage]

[At the start of the feed, all that can be heard is cats. Some are crying, some are hissing. Maybe even fighting with one another. There's an echo to the way they sound - a metallic one. Alphonse has gathered up all the cats he found that were still alive and is trying to keep them alive. In his armor. Except for one thing...]Brother... Or someone

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...I lol'd.

[figurespeaking]

[Excuse me Sir, but you're meowing. Are you aware? Oh, it seems you are. Luke's gonna boggle at the communicator for a while and... well, he's still somewhere inside Latimir letting his Big Damn Hero complex run rampant, but ...kitties. Plus you sound like a kid, and therefore should be helped.]

You need some help...?

mission accomplished!

[kittenstorage]

My brother and a couple of people are coming. But um, I'm still kind of stuck here. It's not that bad though, I just want to get out of it before the snow gets too deep!

♥

[figurespeaking]

Well-- gimme a second to... [There are sounds of things being shuffled around and muffled shouting in the background.]

...I'm not doing anybody much good running around up here asking what I can do anyhow, lemme get out of the way and come help you.

[kittenstorage]

Oh...! Thank you. I'm um, kind of hard to miss, really.

[figurespeaking]

[More shuffling, a few grunts, and Luke can be heard descending the stairs of the Latimir apartments carefully, periodically stopping to ask people if they need help, given the state of the place.]

Oh? What makes you say that? [Little do we know you're a giant hulking suit of armor. And here we thought we'd seen it all.]

[kittenstorage]

[He's quiet for the duration, save for the kittens that are making all kinds of noise. He shushes them a bit until Luke speaks to him again.]

It's... Erm, pretty hard to miss a suit of armor in a lot of snow. At least, I always thought so.

I so did not get a notification for this comment gnfdjkvbh.

[figurespeaking]

[Rofl kittens. Luke falters a bit before responding.]

A... suit of armor? But you sound like just a kid, what are you doing in a suit of armor?

It's all good /o/

[kittenstorage]

Um, yes! I'm... Well, I'm 15, but it's kind of a long story...

but now the kittens are dead ;~;

[figurespeaking]

...Fifteen's not really a kid, then.

...I won't ask. [Aaaaand suddenly, Luke!] ...You weren't kidding.

it was gonna happen anyway ;o;

[kittenstorage]

I guess not, really.

[Oh. Hay Luke.] Um, yeah. I told you...!

sadface.

[figurespeaking]

I mean I guess kinda, but I'm only seventeen, so who's counting?

[Tilts his head for a while and reaches out, rapping a knuckle against Al's helmet.] Must be cold in there. [And he starts nudging snow away from the armor in hopes of helping the kid free. ffff.]

;o;

[kittenstorage]

I don't think it really matter either way in this place.

[He doesn't expect the rapping against his helmet, but he doesn't seem phased by it either.] Oh, well... I'm not cold. It doesn't really affect me.

meow ;;

[figurespeaking]

That's a good point.

...huh. Well that's good, at least. [Dig dig dig diglett dig diglett dig.]

nyaa~

[kittenstorage]

Y-yeah. I guess it comes in hand during times like this.

:< poor kitties.

[figurespeaking]

To say the least.

[Alphonse, you might have a leg free. Hell of a lot bigger suit of armor than we were expecting, given you're fifteen. Lolol.]