Tenshinai wrote:Never mind, it´s an anime thing.
Sorry I missed that reference. Completely over my head. Not much into anime. I like it, just never had the chance to immerse myself. Nuku Nuku Cat Girl! Damn, she is hot!

cthia wrote:Well here I tend to disagree. Granted this may be built upon incorrect assumptions on my part, specifically in the area of LAC jocks. I was under the impression that LACs had pretty much the maneuverability of our own attack planes and Manticore's favorable exhange rates was not just a product of its advanced hardware but its jock's fighter capability developed by Scotty Tremaine aboard Alice Truman's Colacs.
TENSHINAI wrote:
Nothing like it. It´s more like using speedboats around naval ships than using airplanes.
LACs compared to ships have merely a 30-50% advantage in "speed", rather than a 300-5000% advantage that you find between wetnavy ships and aircraft.
The basic mindset have some similarities, but the tactics does not.
Here I think you misunderstand me. Completely my fault. I tend to make things too terse, or not terse enough. Cum se cum sa. (comme ci comme ça)
I was referring to Manticoran LACS when initially introduced, facing RHN LACS. LAC on LAC engagements!
cthia wrote:Honor didn't seem to think it could be done without computer assistance.
Well that´s my impression from the books at least. Not that it CANT be done, but that if you do it, it´s going to be slow going, difficult and if you mess up(which is likely), you´re potenteially in for BIG problems.[/quote]
CoW.
It wasn't as if Dobrescu or the astrogator on any other starship did his calculations by hand. The entire idea was ridiculous! That was what computers were for in the first place, and if a ship suffered such a massive computer failure as to take Astrogation off-line, figuring out where it was was going to be the least of its problems. She'd just love to see anyone try to manage a hyper generator, an inertial compensator, or the grav pinch of a fusion plant without computer support! But the Powers That Were weren't particularly interested in the opinions of one Ms. Midshipwoman Harrington, and so she sweated her way through the entire old-fashioned, labor-intensive, frustrating, stupid quill-pen-and-parchment business like the obedient little snotty she was.