demon cam vs the clam planet
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"Yeah, that would be the obvious drawback, but if it otherwise works I might as well load up the drone on shield stacks and cross my fingers about the diamond plating..." Design design. "List me shields."

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"Brass, force. Steel, fire. Gold, light, if you care to shield from that. Bronze, energy. Copper, lightning. Platinum, freeze. Silver, stun. Nickel or nickel-iron alloy, corrosion."

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Cam makes a Roomba. "Somebody try stunning that and see if anything happens."

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Azair throws a stun bolt, wandlessly, at the Roomba.

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The Roomba continues to whir around. "Great, somebody can take that home and it'll vacuum their floor." Cam designs up his drone with all the relevant shields, and then he makes it, about two feet cubed. It flies into the air and towards the Enemy.

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His escort waits.

The drone perceives:

Flying vehicles of an unfamiliar design, made primarily of metal. Humanoid figures in and around these vehicles, operating them. Flashes of light that seem to encode transmissions between vehicles.

And, as soon as the Enemy notices, a barrage of force and fire and energy.
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Cam's been tracking it as it goes and patches it as it takes damage.

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When the Enemy discovers that they failed to destroy the mystery object the first time, they shoot at it a bunch more and chatter about it on their flashing-light comm systems.

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The drone records and relays all the flashing light. It attempts to approach a ship.

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That and other nearby ships assault it with truly obnoxious amounts of firepower. Something eventually manages to get through the layered shields and crisp some circuitry.

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Well, that's not very nice of them. Between being able to see the mass of ships with the naked eye and the recent drone picture, Cam thinks he can just put a drone in a ship. There.

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Then he'll get a nice close look at the Enemy as they yell at and assault the new drone.

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The yelling is the important part.

Maybe they won't notice if he puts an unshielded mic and camera in the corner over there.
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Nobody seems to notice the unshielded mic and camera.

But when their handheld weaponry is insufficient to damage the new drone, they panic and abandon that ship completely. It self-destructs shortly afterward. Lights flash frantically, coordinating the rest of that group as they pick up the evacuated crew.
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"Oh dear, I seem to have scared them."

(The feeds are projected from Cam's computer. He's not trying to stop anybody looking over his shoulder.)
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Azair laughs.

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"Let's try this again..." He makes another drone outside the ships to get a good enough view of another ship that he can put the unobtrusive listening stuff inside.

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The unobtrusive listening stuff doesn't attract anyone's attention. They're all much too busy killing the heck out of the new drone.

When all visible drones are good and slagged, the group splits up, travelling in three different directions.
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All directions get unobtrusive listening equipment.

"Computer's analyzing what it's got of their language, but I'm going to be kind of stymied if I can't get them to talk to me later. Ever take any of them prisoner, what happens if you do that?"
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"They escape the first chance they get, by whatever means. Suicide, if nothing else works. But it's rare to get the chance."

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"You don't have a way to keep them from committing suicide? They have some kind of self-destruct on their persons too?"

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"The last capture was before my time. I don't remember what the prisoner did specifically."

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"Mmmhm." The devices report their distance, direction, and speed so Cam has a decent shot of making more things on the ship. The software takes the data and tries to separate out words and attach meanings to things.

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The escort team watches.

When the feed shows each of the scattered ships contacting another group, Azair says, "Warn the local garrisons." A team member starts firing wands in presumably-coded patterns.

Meanwhile, the software learns all about Enemy profanity.
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It will actually have a really hard time identifying profanity confidently on its own, although Cam submits it as a guess after frowning at the data and it doesn't throw an inconsistency.

New groups of ships get spied on too! More data! (Cam's computer sprouts an extra processor insert.)
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