[ The video is very brief: it's Leon's room at the inn, which you all might recognize from the last video, if you're paying attention, with one very large discrepancy:

Skarmory is taking up the entire bed, along with a clutch of six. Six gigantic, reflective metal eggs.

She's looking pretty pleased with herself, crooning and cooing over them, occasionally scratching the shells with her beak and trying to simulate brambles, which aren't common around Goldenrod, much less in Leon's bedroom. When the feed turns back to Mr. Lineface, he looks...no, furious isn't the word. It's not upset, either.

He looks...aghast. ]

Quistis. [ Translation: You have so much explaining to do. ] Yours did this, didn't he?

[ Guess who came home from the road only to find the pokemon he'd sent ahead...making a nest? That hooligan King went and knocked up Leon's baby girl pokemon! Disapproving father to the max.

In his rage, he attempted to lock this post to Quistis, but oops, it didn't go through and he didn't bother to fix it. Too much seething, you see. Also: the eggs have all been claimed, so while you can feel free to come lulz, please don't nab an egg unless you're Isa, Sora, Riku, Kay, Daisuke or Lightning. ]

[ The feed clicks on to nothing but Leon's voice, calm and even. If you know him, however, you might realize that he's a touch worried. ]

I heard Lockon was sent home, but has anyone seen Carly? One of her pokemon was transfer---

[ Another voice breaks in, high-pitched and excited and decidedly belonging to a certain ninja. ]

--Leon! Your egg! Gimme that!

[ There's a scuffling noise as Yuffie swipes the gear straight from Leon's hands; no, he gets no say in the matter. She immediately turns on video, and you get a good shot at the inside of Leon's room at the inn. It looks like what you would expect Leon's room to look like: spartan, meticulously kept, nothing of any personal significance on mantelpieces or the wall. Aerith is sitting in a small chair by the bed, Maria on her lap, watching the proceedings with some trepidation. What should attract attention, however, is the pack of dogs crowding the space: Romeo, the big Arcanine, with Mosey the Houndoom sitting sedately beside him. At their feet are Al the Poochyena and the yet-unnamed Riolu. Even Skarmory is there, with Lucky Duck on her back; all six pokemon have their eyes on Leon as he moves towards his backpack, which is now glowing.

Or not quite.

He pulls out the Growlithe egg; it's flickering, which is not something Yuffie's ever seen an egg do, because her voice is a bit cautious when she speaks. ]

Er, Leon? Is it supposed to be doing that?

( what happens next )

[ Slightly backdated to somewhere between incredibly late/ridiculously early on Tuesday, for those among you who like to tune in at all hours. Someone woke up and couldn't get back to sleep again. ]

Asleep for three days? Tch. Like I'd believe that.

[ Leon's voice is tense and slightly hoarse, hiding the edge of a snarl. He's clearly wound up over something. ]

Has anyone seen Aerith, recently? Long brown hair, wears pink; she has a Chansey with her. I keep trying to call her, but she's not answering, even though her gear is still online.

[ Of course, the last time he tried was apparently three whole days ago, which isn't helping. He knows she's a grown woman and perfectly capable of handling her own, but at this rate it'd be far more reassuring to know she was safe at home rather than lost in a ditch somewhere.

There's a few tiny background noises for a moment, then the feed clicks off. ]



( Private text message to Lightning )