Asteroid Blues

'Damn, damn, and damn!' Shakti hissed to herself as she crouched low, the edge of the abandoned prefab building shielding her from the fire and light of the detonating Marut. She closed her eyes, sublimating her presence into the myriad drones and cameras watching the battle - or what was left of them. 'That's Beth down. We've already lost Hypatia and Indrah and Chandra is damaged. Get ready to pull back...'

'Pull back? Aaaaand why would we do that?' Damayanti replied over Maya, sounding a bit more insufferable than usual.

'Do -you- have a plan to salvage this?' Shakti snapped, watching the Khawarij physician get his comrades back on their feet through her eyes-in-the-sky.

'A plan? Oh. Oh I have a plan, yes.'

'No. Don't...'

'PLAN MAKE ONE ROBOT THE BESTEST ROBOT!'

Shakti sighed, dropping her face into her hands. She shook her head, and resignedly jumped back to her body to do her part for Plan Make One Robot The Bestest Robot, running firing-optimisation protocols on their shiniest and newest Dakini. With Assisted Fire, Damayanti assuming direct control, and telemetry from its comrades, the Dakini raised its machine gun, and blood flowed.

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This was a bit of an odd one - a lousy deployment on my part gave thepoorman free rein to muck around grabbing TACOS cards, and then there was an awful lot of mucking about doing nothing on both sides, and then a fortuitous draw let me sneak ahead right at the end. I think I'm finally starting to understand fireteams!