Tidus scavenges the motionless bodies of their clubs. It's creepy to do, like they might jump back up or grab at his ankles, and Tidus hurries along with the thought--no matter how unlikely it was to happen. He remembers the direction he had thrown both the ball and pipe though, noting the body Roland was checking and pointing to the farthest body. "It was that one!"
But he's making his way other too, to investigate. Just not wanting to leave the guy looking at the potential wrong corpse to rummage around. He doesn't see the pipe, but he spots the blitzball easy with its blues and and whites, jogs over to grab it.
And maybe takes his grab to actually retrieve it, just to escape the potential...awkward that might just be his to suffer.
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Tidus scavenges the motionless bodies of their clubs. It's creepy to do, like they might jump back up or grab at his ankles, and Tidus hurries along with the thought--no matter how unlikely it was to happen. He remembers the direction he had thrown both the ball and pipe though, noting the body Roland was checking and pointing to the farthest body. "It was that one!"
But he's making his way other too, to investigate. Just not wanting to leave the guy looking at the potential wrong corpse to rummage around. He doesn't see the pipe, but he spots the blitzball easy with its blues and and whites, jogs over to grab it.
And maybe takes his grab to actually retrieve it, just to escape the potential...awkward that might just be his to suffer.