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[stop_calling_me_zelda]

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.

Comments

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

Oh yeah, definitely. It smells like the real ocean so it's nice. I can almost pretend that I'm back home.

[Oh ew, you had to remind her of that?]

Yeah, I should probably stop soon 'cause'a that.

[puppy_lancer]

[He looks at the clouds again, and then steps into the water himself.]

...On second hand, the rain's probably gonna take a while. Mind playing a bit before it starts?

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

[In answer, Tetra only splashes water at him.

Yes. Playing is an okay idea. Especially considering the whole mail thing and it's a nice distraction.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He laughs, and then splashes some water back at her. Of course, given his greater strength, it's a much bigger splash than hers.]

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

[She laughs and sputters before splashing back at him again.]

No faaaaair! You're bigger!

[puppy_lancer]

[He lets her splash him.]

Oh come on, not my fault! I just grew up this way!

But being small also has advantages. Let's see you figure them out!

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

[She sticks her tongue out at him.]

Yeah, it kinda does.

[What's this? She's diving for his legs! Deep breath now!]

[puppy_lancer]

[With a squawk, he goes head over heels into the water. He flails, trying to get to his feet. He only manages to to it after drinking down a few gulps of sea water.]

N-nice trick.

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

[He won't have a hard time getting back up, Tetra's still pretty small and she's laughing too hard at having surprised him.]

I guess bein' small can be pretty useful.

[puppy_lancer]

You were even better than I thought. Let me guess. Plenty of other pirates fell to these same tricks?