Proper English Gentleman~Drumbot Soldier
The Toy Soldier is exactly what it’s name suggests. A Toy Soldier. It was not supposed to get a soulmark. But it did, and it can’t even be happy about it because all it says is a very unhelpful “Hello?” in black across its throat. So as it travelled, it looked for that soulmate. It was not the Widow, as her first words to it were “Ah, a proper English Gentleman.” It might have been the blind Angel who called out a shaky, “Hello? Is anyone there?” In that beautiful voice of hers that night in the alley, that’s what The Toy Soldier wanted to believe. But no one felt right. It even kept it’s nonexistent ears open on the battlefield, switching sides often to encounter more people, but no such luck. So it finally resigned to stay in the antique shop. Until a shiny man and his friends walk into it.
Drumbot Brian can’t remember much of his past, but he does remember his soul mark. “I’m A Proper English Gentleman!” written in a small red font across his heart. Sometimes he painted it onto his metal skin, just to remind himself that somewhere out there, someone is looking for him, and he is prepared to destroy every world he comes across just to find them. At least it was something easy to notice and recognize once said. But as the worlds kept passing, he had all but given up hope. Until he and the other Mechs wander into an antique shop looking for a temp replacement for Jonny.
As the two lock eyes, Brian sees the wooden person in front of him move. “Hello?” He asks, just to see if it could talk. “I’m a proper English Gentleman!” The Toy Soldier repeats the catchprase given to him by the Widow and made into a sell line by the owner of the antique shop. Brian grows a smile and puts his hand on the glass box, “You’re my soulmate… And I’m going to steal you. Tim!” Brian steps away from the glass, leaving TS to its confusion, then a blast sounds and the glass shatters. Ashes goes to lift the wooden soldier but Brian stops them, grabbing it’s hand instead. “Do you trust me?” Not knowing this person should have made The Toy Soldier say no, but having his hand in it’s felt so right. It nods and Brian grins, “Then run.” The crew runs out of the door, people yelling and shouting after them, and for once, The Toy Soldier feels real, feels love, feels happiness, and it could really get used to this.