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[armedandwinged]

You see, it's interesting to ponder what happens when a rather nonspecific event happens in the past of someone's reality

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[gregorsterrier]

"Well, it's going to be both, of course. But if it's divided, it's a matter of circumstances. In a war of attrition: superior planning. In a more standard conflict, the superior tech may well win out, but superior planning will definitely mitigate the losses and probably achieve part of the goal before the outgunned force has to retreat."

[armedandwinged]

"Dammit, so that makes this bet a whole friggin' lot more complicated, then, huh?" Her wings flick as she re-shifts her position a little, "Had a feelin' it'd be onna those."

[gregorsterrier]

Miles smiles. "Sorry. If you have to count mine, and the two of you were thinking of a straight-up attack when you made the bet, go ahead and go for tech, I suppose."

[armedandwinged]

"I'm on the tech side of things, and at this rate, I'm probably gonna end up cleanin' out the storage rooms for the next couple of months." Well, at least it's not money. Not that money's worth much where she is right now, but hey.

"Ah well." Also a difference: Arabelle would utterly refuse to do that. Storage rooms--especially taking her wings into account--are tiny and clausterphobic.

Arabelle, however, is not clausterphobic.

[thespider_man]

Rylie has a copy of the Daily Bugle folded under an arm - "GIANT SPIDERS IN THE STREETS" says the headline, with a blurry photo of what might be a man-sized thing with too many legs and eyes in an alleyway. Or something else. It's kind of hard to tell.

"Neither?" she says, a little hesitantly. Those wings weird her out a bit, yes. "I mean, uh, planning doesn't do you any good if somebody does something not to plan, and technology's just a tool, not an instant-win button."

[armedandwinged]

What, the wings and not the rather obviously cybernetic arm? Hell, even compared to normal-timeline Ara's, it's a bit more clunky looking, no smooth casing or anything like that, just pure all and out metallic parts.

She also has a weird little sense of deja vu. But it's waved off as 'Nexus', "True on both counts, dammit." Looks like that's decidedly not the answer she wanted to hear, "Looks like I'm gonna lose this bet at this rate."

[thespider_man]

The arm, at least, fits into her worldview, however unlikely it is she's seen something like it before in person.

"What bet?" she asks, trying to shrug off her own feeling of deja vu.

[armedandwinged]

"Basically got into an argument with a friend of mine," In so much she can call Kaiser a 'friend' anyway, it's higher than ally, but, "If having better weapons makes the army or if superior planning can really win out when the other side has the overwhelmin' advantage."

She readjusts a little, wings flicking up and resettling when she readjusts her balance.

[monopoly_man]

"Plan against ~*Space Lazers*~."

[armedandwinged]

"Well, not so much orbital death rays as much as stolen giant robot tech some of us can cobble together." And by 'some of us', she mainly means herself.

[monopoly_man]

There's a long pause as Stark sips from the liquid reserves in the suit. Ah, sweet vodka... "Now, see, a giant robot might need some planning. Just in case they have their own mecha."

[mrseysidescousr]

"Superior technology means nothing if you're shit at planning."

Pause, thoughtful look.

"Then again, nuclear devices against rocks and sticks, well... you see where I'm going."

[acoldgreensky]

"Don't forget Macgyver."

[mrseysidescousr]

"Heh. Not likely."