[Amanda is here. Amanda is here, the thought repeats, and for a moment he's lost- it takes Javert apparently trying to impose some level of superiority to snap him from the thought, and even then all it does is force Noa to look upward more, craning his neck.]
Noticed, yes, obviously- what I fail to see the use in is destroying the radio towers. All that's going to do Javert, is take a broadcast down. Unless we know for certain that a signal needs to be actively transmitting, it won't affect their use of the channel. For that matter...
[He does his best not to twitch. It's not anyone's fault, he tells himself. It is not anyone's fault that the damn Brat-In-The-Machine has such a chokehold on technology that it feels like everyone hisses at the very idea of learning about how things work. It's not his fault.
(Noa sometimes wishes he could just cry into his stuffed fish, by this point.)
The cat explains-] ...A radio does not need to be large. Right now I have no doubt they're using local devices. Destroy every radio and not only will they quickly determine what we're doing, but they'll start building small. Until we have a way to safely locate a radio disguised as a topiary, I suggest we take this slowly. For that matter, I'm surprised you haven't brought up the idea of turning this against them.
If we know they're using them for transport and communications, then we should make them hear what we want them to hear, wouldn't you say? Or at the very least, force them to where we want them- let them grow complacent after the necessary, risky devices are destroyed, while taking note of what remains.
[His methods don't suit the Fog. Fine. At least his methods might actually buy the Fog some success.] Also...
[Alright now he's twitching a whisker.] ...While I understand that most of us don't care about humans, we do want to avoid an uprising before we're ready- the Poachers were bad enough the first time they organized after all. Destroy one of the few things they use to cope with our very presence, and I guarantee we'll be struck before we can prepare.
...Though naturally if it's Amanda you've set on this I'll have to bring this to her..... [he admits, muttering into a paw.] I... ...I can't believe I didn't know she'd come back...
i dove into so much radio nonsense for noa to pull most of this from his rear go me,
Noticed, yes, obviously- what I fail to see the use in is destroying the radio towers. All that's going to do Javert, is take a broadcast down. Unless we know for certain that a signal needs to be actively transmitting, it won't affect their use of the channel. For that matter...
[He does his best not to twitch. It's not anyone's fault, he tells himself. It is not anyone's fault that the damn Brat-In-The-Machine has such a chokehold on technology that it feels like everyone hisses at the very idea of learning about how things work. It's not his fault.
(Noa sometimes wishes he could just cry into his stuffed fish, by this point.)
The cat explains-] ...A radio does not need to be large. Right now I have no doubt they're using local devices. Destroy every radio and not only will they quickly determine what we're doing, but they'll start building small. Until we have a way to safely locate a radio disguised as a topiary, I suggest we take this slowly. For that matter, I'm surprised you haven't brought up the idea of turning this against them.
If we know they're using them for transport and communications, then we should make them hear what we want them to hear, wouldn't you say? Or at the very least, force them to where we want them- let them grow complacent after the necessary, risky devices are destroyed, while taking note of what remains.
[His methods don't suit the Fog. Fine. At least his methods might actually buy the Fog some success.] Also...
[Alright now he's twitching a whisker.] ...While I understand that most of us don't care about humans, we do want to avoid an uprising before we're ready- the Poachers were bad enough the first time they organized after all. Destroy one of the few things they use to cope with our very presence, and I guarantee we'll be struck before we can prepare.
...Though naturally if it's Amanda you've set on this I'll have to bring this to her..... [he admits, muttering into a paw.] I... ...I can't believe I didn't know she'd come back...