Silver Frontier’s Inbox

[anewfrontier]

 “…Hi, this is Silver Frontier of Dark Kings, I’m not here now. Please leave a message after the tone….umm…hmmm…how do I turn thi— *click*”
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Duckstribution

[thelordofmisrule]

[ Silver Frontier will find a funny little rubber duck waiting for him in his room when he returns to it next. It's white withe little red patterns resembling a baseball. It also gives out Baseball advice! It's like a tiny pocket sized coach. ]

GET EQUIPPED WITH: Duck

[anewfrontier]

Curious servos held onto the rubber duck he was gifted. Who could have left such a thing? Was it someone who knew him? Maybe a friend of Gold Mask or Gold Arm who got the word? Maybe from one of the other leaguers on board?

Regardless, Silver Frontier gave the duck a squeeze, awaiting to see what kind of sage advice was withheld within the baseball themed duck.

...Could the duck be used as a baseball, was the real question...

Audio and action

[ofdangerousweaponry]

"Frontier?" Gold Mask murmured over the comms after Arm had brought him back to the room Mask sometimes shared with their youngest following the match against Silver, where two berths had been shoved together to create a much larger one. He was still barely at 16% battery. "Tired... In the room. Visit with me? We can rest."

Re: Audio and action

[anewfrontier]

It was a little concerning that Gold Mask sounded so tired on the comm. He had been pretty sad and crying the other day, which left the youngest of the brothers deeply concerned.

Grabbing every blanket and stuffed toy from their shared room, Frontier made sure to give all these snuggly items to Gold Mask. The sheer amount of cuddly bliss on display made Frontier’s side (which typically laid claim to stuffed animals and blankets) look barren by comparison.

“Are you okay?” Words on the newbuilt’s comm appeared. “You were really sad that one night and now you’re really tired. Did something happen?”

[ofdangerousweaponry]

Gold Mask blinked tiredly as his processor struggled to process both the movement around him as Frontier surrounded him in toys he himself was still always somewhat off balance at having nearby, and what he read on the comm. He then directed his gaze up to Frontier, and reached up a thankfully steady hand to cup his little brother's cheek.

"I'll be okay," he said quietly, stroking Frontier's face with his thumb. "Just... I was just careless and my battery got low." There was an impressively large dent in the upper part of his helm lined with splintering cracks from where the baseball had hit him, thankfully pressed into the pillows where Frontier couldn't see it, but it wasn't an immediate danger. He needed rest more than he needed cosmetic damage repaired. He'd see to it later.

"It'll be fine. Older brothers are supposed to make you feel better, you know. That's my job. Now c'mon up here with me, I can sing you the song and maybe recharge a little..." He'd started slurring a bit near the end as the battery indicator on his HUD ticked over from 16 to 17%, but he was too out of it to really notice.