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[The usual scatterings of electronic dust cloud the screen at first--no surprise there--and darkness and light flicker against one another for a time. But, after a moment, things become clear: there is a a rough and calloused hand largely in the way, a bit of shirt sleeve visible, and then more light as the device is apparently hung from something--open, but perhaps not intentionally so. Either way, the device is recording, as it so often does (he really should get this thing fixed).
The view is not overwhelmingly cheery, but the weather is sunny at least (if cold). It looks like another tumbledown corner at the reaches of the City: raw, silvered wood buildings, a few porch-railings, iron implements left to rust, a mysteriously discarded painting (target practice, actually), a short span of fence (it seems the device has been hung on one of the fence posts, in fact, and it twists ever so slightly in the wind).
Into view then comes the device's owner (you know who!), carrying his hat upside down in his hands and what appears to be a bit of a meal wrapped up in paper tucked under his arm. He sits at the edge of what might be a set of steps or perhaps the edge of the ruined floor of a house and places the paper-wrapped parcel beside him. His hat he still holds in front of him. How strange.
...or perhaps not...
From out of the hat appears a kitten--tabby and white, small, but old enough to leave its mother. And, yes...he's patting its head...]
[This continues for a few moments. And the cat mews and toddles about in his hat for a few moments itself. He observes, amused...almost kindly... The kitten now seems to have decided that getting out of the hat is a good idea...]
No, I wouldn't go that way.
[Yes, definitely sounding amused. He corrals the kitten back into the confines of the crown of his hat--wait, wait, wait, did he just--? Yes, he was talking to the cat. Well. That's a...development.
The kitten is not wont to be corralled (it's a cat, after all) and so it persists in its explorations and he continues to keep it in his hat. And so it goes. This continues for some time: a pat for the kitten's head, a hand to keep it in the hat, a little exploration on the part of the kitten, and repeat.
It's only a stronger gust of wind that ends the sight, knocking the device around a bit more strongly, closing the cover of the contraption, blocking out most of the light, and timing out the recording (nothing to see here). After a few moments of darkness lit brightly by the sunlight seen through the edges of the device's lid, darkness takes over, the electronic dust starts swirling again, and the whole recording is sent back into the dark in a--]
[//video post ends]
[ooc: Two large but safe-for-work animated gifs under the cut (...that I have been desperate to use for ages). Someone got a kitten. Yes, really. I believe its name will be "Cat." Please do not be surprised if he carries it around in his pocket or saddlebag for a while.]
[The usual scatterings of electronic dust cloud the screen at first--no surprise there--and darkness and light flicker against one another for a time. But, after a moment, things become clear: there is a a rough and calloused hand largely in the way, a bit of shirt sleeve visible, and then more light as the device is apparently hung from something--open, but perhaps not intentionally so. Either way, the device is recording, as it so often does (he really should get this thing fixed).
The view is not overwhelmingly cheery, but the weather is sunny at least (if cold). It looks like another tumbledown corner at the reaches of the City: raw, silvered wood buildings, a few porch-railings, iron implements left to rust, a mysteriously discarded painting (target practice, actually), a short span of fence (it seems the device has been hung on one of the fence posts, in fact, and it twists ever so slightly in the wind).
Into view then comes the device's owner (you know who!), carrying his hat upside down in his hands and what appears to be a bit of a meal wrapped up in paper tucked under his arm. He sits at the edge of what might be a set of steps or perhaps the edge of the ruined floor of a house and places the paper-wrapped parcel beside him. His hat he still holds in front of him. How strange.
...or perhaps not...
From out of the hat appears a kitten--tabby and white, small, but old enough to leave its mother. And, yes...he's patting its head...]
[This continues for a few moments. And the cat mews and toddles about in his hat for a few moments itself. He observes, amused...almost kindly... The kitten now seems to have decided that getting out of the hat is a good idea...]
No, I wouldn't go that way.
[Yes, definitely sounding amused. He corrals the kitten back into the confines of the crown of his hat--wait, wait, wait, did he just--? Yes, he was talking to the cat. Well. That's a...development.
The kitten is not wont to be corralled (it's a cat, after all) and so it persists in its explorations and he continues to keep it in his hat. And so it goes. This continues for some time: a pat for the kitten's head, a hand to keep it in the hat, a little exploration on the part of the kitten, and repeat.
It's only a stronger gust of wind that ends the sight, knocking the device around a bit more strongly, closing the cover of the contraption, blocking out most of the light, and timing out the recording (nothing to see here). After a few moments of darkness lit brightly by the sunlight seen through the edges of the device's lid, darkness takes over, the electronic dust starts swirling again, and the whole recording is sent back into the dark in a--]
[//video post ends]
[ooc: Two large but safe-for-work animated gifs under the cut (...that I have been desperate to use for ages). Someone got a kitten. Yes, really. I believe its name will be "Cat." Please do not be surprised if he carries it around in his pocket or saddlebag for a while.]