[ SEES//backdated about four days ]
[ Just a simple message here, Minato seemingly packing up for a long-haul journey. That travelworn old default backpack is sitting on his bed, filled neatly with the top flap open, and the rest of the Pokecentre room he's been using has been cleaned- so spotlessly, it's as if he was never there at all.
Head down, he counts a surprisingly large wad of Pokedollars before slipping them in his wallet and giving a glance to the camera. ]
Heading to Azalea. See you guys in Goldenrod.
...sorry. Got to go alone.
[ TIME PASSES... ]
[ And then we're in Union Cave again! A few day's hard travelling is obvious on Minato's dirt-streaked face, but his serious face is still firmly in place. Things only seem slightly more odd when you notice his Geodude floating behind him, carrying a large, metallic egg. Gastly still at his side, it looks as if the camera - held at an odd angle by his Smoochum, giving them a very low view of the action - has just caught the tail end of yet another battle. They've been facing off against an Onix, slammed by the purplish spiritual energy of a Night Shade.
With a mighty, caveshaking roar, the thing arches up in pain, and eventually faints away to the ground. Minato's footing shifts to bear out the rumbling, camera rattling, but his attention only whips back to the Geodude. ]
Chernobog! Keep it safe. It--
[ Hold on. Thomas is...glowing. Why is Thomas glowing?
Thomas, stop glowing! ]
Thomas?
[ Glow, glow, warp, change: anyone who's been in Route awhile would know the evolution dance all too well. Smoochum gets a better grip on the camera for a prime viewing, the ghost's shape warping and changing until...
Gentlemen, we have Haunter. ]
Huh. [ ... ] Congratulations, Thomas.
Haunt, haunt.
[ Suddenly! The camera fumbles. With a smooch-! of surprise, it clatters to the rock floor and turns itself off. ]