Stephen wakes up early and slithers silently to the pool. He slides into the water and submerges himself.
(Time to practice. Hopefully I don't start a whirlpool or splash all the water out.)
[Are you sure you want to practice where others can see you? I thought you didn't want others to know you had this move.]
(Right… Guess I'll just swim to wake myself up. Need to be nimble come tournament time.)
He swims rapidly underwater, occasionally surfacing for air. He waits until the sun has risen before leaving the water and waking everyone.
With the crew awake, they head to the arena, hoping to arrive a little early. Upon arrival, the trainer is at the counter, half smiling when she sees Stephen.
“So you didn't chicken out.” She remarks.
“I was about to say the same to you.” He retorts.
“Go ahead and see which block you're in.”
“I'm in A-block, just like we agreed last week.” Stephen