Sure, she can do that.

Lorica's the only person at the table with House Rules Risk experience and she's good at it. She will make short term deals but will generally not go for a long term alliance.

No alliance. Okay then.

Taylor is new to these rules but really good. She can put Lorica in situations where the only reasonable option is to focus on fighting Dinah and Lucien with her. 

Okay, if that's how she wants to play it, sure.

The two of them make short work of Lucien and Dinah.

Time for Lorica to cash in her accumulated population happiness into more units and get into a land war in Asia.

Taylor makes the war grueling for the first few turns but once it's clear that she's not going to get an opening she surrenders.

"And that is House Rules Risk. Usually it takes longer than that."

"I suspect I prefer the house rules, though I've never actually played the original."

"The original's more a matter of rolling dice and holing up in Australia forever. This is more interesting without going full friendship-ruining Diplomacy."

Soon after the game, Tattletale arrives! She looks worse for wear, dirt in her hair and her clothes thrown haphazardly over her costume.

She holds out a tray with seven intricately decorated cookies as she stops to catch her breath.

"...they are lovely. Where did you get them from, a mud wrestling competition?"

"Hookwolf's new gang had more security than I expected."

"Well, at least the cookies are intact." She selects a purple-frosted one.

It is exquisite.

"I considered stealing from the mayor's cookie jar but his taste in pastries is pedestrian at best."

She grabs herself a vanilla glazed one.

"Yummy. Please conduct my Sith initiation ceremony at midnight. Bring a lamb and a sharp knife."

"Sure thing. Really it's a steal, Taylor didn't properly join up till I had a city to give her."

"Lowball offer. I want a continent. And while we're dreaming I want my Tinker power back."

"Hmmm..." says Tattletale with the look of someone figuring out how to acquire a continent. 

"I'd be complaining but honestly tinker tattoo removal is pretty great."

"All I got was a headache," complains Dinah.

"You should print that on a T-shirt. I became a supervillain and all I got was a headache and this T-shirt."

"You do still need a costume..."

"No I don't. And also I'm not a supervillain, I just help the Undersiders out every now and then. For money. I also help the Protectorate."

"Costumes per se are overrated. D'you have a cape name?"