[b]Lieutenant Kat[/b] (And NPCs)
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The immediate fight was resolved. If you could call it a fight, given how quickly they’d dispatched their Spacenoid foes. It was more like a bloodbath, though that didn’t really fit either given that all their foes were vaporized without a trace. The point is, as Lieutenant Staten surveyed the battlefield, the fighting had wrapped up. The Zaku Cannon’s shoulder and right arm were sheared off by Yemi’s shot while it tried to dodge, only a few milliseconds saving him from instant death in the vacuum of space. His respite didn’t last long. Even refitted for use in space the Cannon was still a fish out of water, and with the Pixie it would’ve had a tough time even on Earth.

Out here, it didn’t stand a chance.

The Pixie’s sabers destroyed it before Lt. Nocte had a chance to do much more than make his peace. The Zeonic mobile suit vanished in a purple puff, and the last active target on the battlefield with it.

Which left the Musai. Or rather…

“Eyes open, girls.” The Spartan sent her trophy drifting back towards the ship, sheathing her knife and saber while she maneuvered back towards her point of origin to grab her gun. Nothing was showing up on her IR sensors, at least nothing useful. The number of beams getting bandied about meant anything useful in the vicinity was just noise. This was going to be more complicated. “That was seven mobile suits. Musais only have room for six.”

“Which means we’ve got one more out there, and potentially five more enemy contacts on board. The Horse will support us, we’re going to find ‘em both and sink ‘em or drive ‘em off. Savvy?”

The Spartan pointed.

“Somewhere in that debris. Casablancas, I could use a lift. You and Yemi are the only ones packing the ranged firepower to sink ‘em, so Luna and Yemi are going to travel as a pair, and so are you and I.”