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Characters: Tetra (

stop_calling_me_zelda) and OPEN
Setting: All over the place
Format: Prose, will switch
Summary: Tetra got mail! Blah blah more words
Warnings: Animus.

Mailroom - Floor 78

She was just a kid but she’d seen a lot more than anyone her age from her world (in her time besides Link) would normally see. And what she’d seen so far here in the tower was another thing entirely. Tetra was getting used to it all. And then this.

The young pirate sat on the floor of the mailroom, eyes empty as she stared at the contents of the package that had been in her mailbox. Pieces of shattered wood that she could recognize as being from her ship and parts of the sail that she remembered yelling at her crew to fix. And then the flag, her Jolly Roger… the one her mother had flown and covered in blood. Her mind flashed to the faces of her crew, those sweet and often stupid but loyal men. Her crew who had chased down the Helmaroc King to try to save her.

Ten minutes later, Tetra was standing. Screaming. Less like the scared girl that people would find curled up against Zelda at night and more like the bossy brat from the Great Sea.

“WHO DID IT!? WHO THINKS THEY’RE BEING FUNNY!?”

Dorm Floors

Tetra was just, simply, looking around each floor as she headed to Zelda room. She had the remains of her ship in a crudely made bag and didn’t want to stash them in her room. She spent less time there than anywhere else so it made sense to try to find somewhere else to hide them. This was her ship and she wouldn’t let anyone else touch the remains of it.

Random other places (your choice, anything goes)

Tetra can be found elsewhere in the tower throughout the day, a short curved sword at her waist. It was one she had arrived with but made small enough for her to use. Armed? Damn right she is but not just with a sword. She was looking for an excuse to practice her magic too. Her package had woken her up from what had felt like a daze. Maybe she was in the library, reading up on more magic or swimming in the lake or on the beach.

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Taiki had seen Tetra and though he was really sad about the gauntlets he had been given, and feeling more and more sick as people pulled out awful gifts from their mailboxes he saw Tetra and made his way over.

He stopped as she shouted, and his eyes went wide, scared. But Tetra was nice and so he spoke up in a tiny voice. "Are... are you alright Tetra?"

Not gonna cry. Not gonna cry. Not gonna- yeah, totally crying a little and clutching at the remains of her ship and biting her lip to quiet herself.

"My ship... Look what they've done to it..!"

Her ship, what was most likely blood stains from her crew. The ship her mother had built and captained, entrusted to her only child.

It smelled strongly of blood but Tetra was crying and so instead of moving away Taiki got closer, wrapping his arms around her tightly because she was nice, and he didn't want her to cry.

He looked at the ship through tear filled eyes. "I'm sorry... it's very cruel of them... They shouldn't..."

She wasn't exactly used to hugging, except from Zelda or her mom, but right now it felt like what she needed. And she could appreciate it it more because Taiki was close to her age and she'd been there for him when he was sick.

"I c-can't b-believe... My m-mom built that ship, w-why would they-"

"Because they are cruel." Taiki's eyes glinted, he was mad at them, because all they did was hurt people, and there was absolutely no purpose in this except to make Tetra cry.

"They knew... sorry... they knew it would make you cry..."

"It's n-not right. They keep t-trying to convince us that they s-saved us but n-nothing they do supports that."

Sure, they had given her the Triforce of Wisdom back but what did that really do for her now? And it wasn't even real. It wasn't fair. It wasn't right.

"They might... sorry... they might have saved us... but it wasn't to be nice..." They had done it for their own reasons, and those were not nice Taiki was sure.

"It doesn't really count as saving then. It's more like... like kidnapping."

If she'd had a choice, young as she is, Tetra would have stayed on the Great Sea and gone down with her ship like any good captain.

"It is..." He shuffled his feet.

"Um..." Changing the subject was hard and he looked awkward. "Where you... sorry... where you a sailor then?"