That's all there is to the message. No sender, no return address, no meaning...except for a picture of an odd looking red helmet attached next to Vor's name.
"Ordis? Where did you get this?", asked Bob.
"While you were out on the field protecting yellow drills that fell out of the sky, Operator, there was a Warframe with a red Liset that delivered the mail."
"Red Liset? Did the frame say anything?"
"Let me replay audio data."
*begins audio recording*
"Hello? Is anyone home?", spoke a rusted, shadowy voice.
"I am Ordis, ship Cephalon. Are you a *FILTHY ROBBER* *bzzzt* visitor?"
"Delivery from StalkEx."
"Ah! Wonderful, the Operator should be delighted. I shall *TAKE IT FROM YOUR FILTHY HANDS* receive it on his behalf."
*ends audio recording*
"Well, that wasn't much help."
"*YOU UNGRATEFUL BA-* I'm so sorry Operator, I couldn't be of use."
Bob put a hand on his chin and assumed his "I'm thinking" pose. Then, he pointed a finger to the air in a cartoonish fashion, the only thing missing would be a magical lightbulb floating on his head.
"This must be...a secret admirer!", Bob claimed excitedly.
*the next day*
"I don't know man, it seems fishy.", said Dave as he electrocutes another dozen of Infested Chargers.
"What else could it be? Words of our exploits must've spread far and wide. Trust me, soon we'll have a whole fanbase.", Bob talked between the slashes of his Exalted Blade.
Derelict Defense became so trivial after Bob finally (re)acquired his 4th ability, at least for the first few waves.
Suddenly, Bob felt a chill down his spine.
"...snow?", said Dave.
The two Tenno turned back to the pod they were protecting, to find a third Tenno standing there.
"Yo guys, wassup.", said the Frost as he waved his hand.
"Oh, hey man. I'm Bob, this is Dave."
"Cool man, I'm Steve."
"Hi Steve.", said Dave.
The Tenno continued to exchange small talks under the comfort of Steve's Snowglobe.
*Wave 10*
"How's your new secondary, Bob? You just built a Furis right?", Dave asked.
"Automatic guns are my jam!"
*Wave 15*
"An Ember here would be nice.", Bob said after he got dragged around by a Disruptor Ancient.
"Dude.", Steve fell back into the Snowglobe.
"I was chilling with an Ember yesterday. That booty was as hot as the flames it dishes out."
"Dude! Ni~~ce!", exclaimed Bob.
*Wave 20*
"Steve, man, I haven't met a single girl since I woke up.", Bob lamented.
"Same here.", said Dave.
But before the Tenno can continue to lament their lack of female presence...the lights flickered.
"Okay, I know we're in Infested territory, but someone really ought to hire an electrician.", complained Steve.
Bob's transmission receiver sparked.
"An incoming transmission...neat! It must be the electrician."
Then, the rusted, shadowy voice came.
"I know your every move..."
"The murder of Vor will not go unpunished..."
I AM YOUR RECKONING!"
"So...what did he say?", asked a curious Dave.
"I'm...not so sure, either the signal's really bad, or the guy has throat cancer. I heard something about...cake bonding (reckoning)?", replied a confused Bob.
"Cake bonding?", Steve scratched his head. "Is it somebody's birthday?"
"Not me.", Bob shook his head.
"Mine was last month.", said Dave.
Suddenly, black clouds of smoke appeared amidst the Infested. Emerged inside is a Warfr- No, something akin to the Warframe, but not quite so. The being slowly reached for the scythe weapon on its back...and calmly sliced the three Disruptor Ancients nearby in halves. Three Tenno looked at the strange entity, their neuroptics identified it as...Stalker.
However, something was odd. Bob blinked his eyes. A weird red helmet...?
"Guys...", Bob gestured to his squad.
"It's my secret admirer!"
