Tidus stood in the water next to the house, watching the tides, mentally preparing himself for the upcoming tournament.
"Interruptin' anything?" came a voice from behind him. Tidus jumped, then turned around, with a goofy grin on his face.
"Not really," he said as Wakka jumped into the water.
"Watcha doin'?" Tidus fell backwards and started floating through the water.
"I don't know, but I'm getting another one of my bad feelings."
Wakka ducked underneath the water, and grabbed Tidus, dragging him down. Tidus escaped and swam back to the surface, spluttering loudly. "Loosen up, ya?" Waka laughed loudly, then swam to the edge of the water and grabbed a blitzball.
"Come on, let's play." Tidus smiled, then shot forward and took the ball from Wakka's outstretched hand. He ducked under the water, just noticing a huge black airship pass over them.
Kan looked up at Head's Up Display as she piloted their ship, the Shadow Stalker, through to the air docks in Luca. She found an open space, and expertly put the ship down. Sitting back, she keyed the intercom for the training room, where she knew Stree would be.
"Ready to go, Brother?" She heard a thupping sound as Stree continued his assault on a punching bag.
"I'll be out in a second," he said after a few seconds.
"Where're we staying?" Kan looked over at a note she had pinned up. "The Farnan Hotel. Room 128."
"Got it. I'll be there later."
Kan shook her head slowly. "I knew I shouldn't have mentioned Tidus to him." She thought to herself as she moved to the cabin and grabbed her suitcase.
He slipped through the dark streets of Luca, staying in the shadows to avoid any contact with other people. With what he was carrying, that would be a very bad thing. He smiled to himself, then continued on his way to the sphere stadium. He slipped up the steps, and moved around to the sphere control panel. He ducked down, and took a small brown package out of his pocket. He opened up the panel and slipped it in, making sure the small antenna wasn't being obstructed by anything. He then closed the panel and made his way quietly to one of the support struts of the stadium. He took out another small package and strapped it to the strut. Smiling to himself, he made his way to some other places, attaching the packages to them.
"Ohh, tomorrow is going to be fun!" he thought to himself.
Sorry, it's a little short, but I want to get to the tournament. If you any readers want to have a character of there's enter the tournament, then just send me a name, a vague description of what they look like, and there weapon of choice, and I'll try to put them in.