zero robots for Horse, who's squatting behind some brick and breathing dust and growing annoyed, in the intervening seconds, that all these robot sounds are happening but there is no telltale skitter of red optic-lights to guide her shot. A brief moment later, the top of the Zionite's head pops up from behind the broken wall, her brows furrowed, dust gathered in pale relief atop the round roof of her scalp. She's been tired for hours, but she's only started to feel it now, an intrusive burn and tingle behind her eyes, in her arms.]
Bee--eetch, what is this, nap time? [she mutters to herself, partly, but mostly to the tardy robots. And then she sees Lexa. Finds the woman standing out amid the smoke, backlit, past the sparking chassis of one fallen bot. In a moment, Horse hauls herself up into standing, lightning rifle braced on her ribs. The next arc of searing light rockets twenty feet over Lexa's head, catching the grasping machine that swoops down for the swordswoman, clearly to exploit her preoccupation with its equally grabby fellow on the ground. The overhead bot loses power. Starts to fall.
And Horse doesn't know that Lexa is a pirate, so she yells,] FALL BACK.
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zero robots for Horse, who's squatting behind some brick and breathing dust and growing annoyed, in the intervening seconds, that all these robot sounds are happening but there is no telltale skitter of red optic-lights to guide her shot. A brief moment later, the top of the Zionite's head pops up from behind the broken wall, her brows furrowed, dust gathered in pale relief atop the round roof of her scalp. She's been tired for hours, but she's only started to feel it now, an intrusive burn and tingle behind her eyes, in her arms.]
Bee--eetch, what is this, nap time? [she mutters to herself, partly, but mostly to the tardy robots. And then she sees Lexa. Finds the woman standing out amid the smoke, backlit, past the sparking chassis of one fallen bot. In a moment, Horse hauls herself up into standing, lightning rifle braced on her ribs. The next arc of searing light rockets twenty feet over Lexa's head, catching the grasping machine that swoops down for the swordswoman, clearly to exploit her preoccupation with its equally grabby fellow on the ground. The overhead bot loses power. Starts to fall.
And Horse doesn't know that Lexa is a pirate, so she yells,] FALL BACK.