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Trance Gemini ([personal profile] heartofasun) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd2015-03-21 08:05 pm

Practice makes Perfect

"Tails."
"Tails."
"Tails."
It didn't take an astute observer to realize she wasn't just beating the odds of probability, she was calling them correctly before they landed. Time, after time, after time. The coin she was flipping might look familiar to any Andromeda crew still on board. Dylan had given it to her, back when she was purple. And still had a tail. It was a fun game she played. Messing with the right influence at the right time. Only this time it was with a coin and not people. That way Dylan wouldn't get mad at her.

He didn't understand. How could he, he was organic, mortal, trapped within his own limited perceptions and understanding. Still, that was part of the reason she needed him. He wasn't just any ordinary mortal. She needed him. All the possibilities, all the best possibilities, circled around him. She just had to get him to understand her methods were necessary. He needed to trust her.
"Tails."
"Tails."
Trance flipped the coin onto the back of her hand, the motion practiced and almost boring.
"Tails."
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[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2015-03-22 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Agatha didn't know just how long the replicator in her room would keep working, she hadn't yet taken it apart to figure out its capacity. So she used it for tools and parts, worked at the machine shop in the concourse for more parts...

So she came to Ten Forward to eat. Walking past with her tray she stopped to watch the woman, almost memorized by the flipping coin. Trance's appearance? Didn't register an eye blink. The coin... did.

"May I see the coin?" she asked, setting down her tray as she watched, eyes locked to the motion.
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[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2015-03-23 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
She looked at the coin, then hefted it gently. "If it's a gyroscopic stabilizer, it's about the best balanced one I've ever felt," she said, a bit awed. "The heft isn't notably different from expectations based on size and observable alloys. What's the control mechanism?" she asked offering it back. She was clearly fascinated by this tech that she couldn't even see.

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[personal profile] thelasttimelord 2015-03-22 01:27 am (UTC)(link)


Suddenly, so very suddenly, Trance has company.

One rather unassuming, tall, suited, ruffly haired, not-quite-a-man, with an amused smirk hovering around the bottom curve of his mouth, sitting backwards on a chair, so that his arms can be crossed over the top of that back, chin resting his arms. Head tilted watching the fall of the coin. Or perhaps, it's not the coin he's watching at all, as his eyes are on her face when he speaks.

"Do you how minute the probability of that is?"

It's fond, almost more like a joke or a secret, curious and coy in one.
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[personal profile] thelasttimelord 2015-05-17 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)


The ease with which she answers, while smiling, keeps his own smile in place. There are few people with whom he would ask, and would get an answer, and who would do so cheerfully on this ship zipping through the universe. He tilted his head back and forth with a wiggled side to side move of his shoulders.

"Oh, you know." The Doctor grinned. "A little of this. A little of that. This place isn't lacking for mysteries and wonders."

By itself, and because of the current circumstances, and each of those people who keep coming through.

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[personal profile] ltcolonel 2015-03-22 12:20 pm (UTC)(link)
John comes by to look over her shoulder, and check that this isn't a trick coin, with tails on both sides. "You've got a lot of luck, or you really hated heads." He smiles and folds into a seat at the table for a chat.

"If you are this good with a coin, no wonder you said you'd clean up at poker."
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[personal profile] ltcolonel 2015-03-28 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Purple is a good colour." John blurts it out for some kind of response. Since he and his friends have never had tails, he's got no basis on which to decide if a tail is pretty or not.

"We could play for stuff we can find on the ship. Like raisins." Raisins are a good substitute for money, right?

"Does Harper plan to build you a throne?"

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Rosalind was still acclimating to the Enterprise. It seemed like there was a new miracle behind every door. If Comstock could see this place he'd have a cranial aneurism. It pleased her that she understood quite a bit of what made the ship tick, but it pleased her even more that there were new mysteries to uncover.

Like the woman flipping what sounded like a double sided coin. Rosalind looked up from her PADD, frowning curiously. "Please excuse me, but my I examine your coin?"

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Rosalind took the coin and examined it. It flipped normally for her. She handed the coin back, looking around at all the marvels that surrounded her. "Do you manipulate probability? This coin reminds me of a thought experiment I performed with a colleague once, where we thought a coin passed through time or universes might only be able to land on one side"

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[personal profile] madman_inabox 2015-03-22 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Eleven caught himself staring has he walked by Trance's table, with his soda and one of those straws that somehow made extra fizz. He understood how difficult calling those kinds of results were, nevermind doing it before the coin actually landed.

"Has it been heads yet?"

His answer was no, since he had the feeling that she knew the outcome before it happened.
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[personal profile] madman_inabox 2015-03-27 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
He supposed that was a good a reason as any, as he took the seat across from Trance.

"I'm getting used to it," he'd had a lot of practice staying in one place recently. First the year with Amy and Rory and then all that time on the cloud over Victorian London.

"But the ship moves, so we're not completely stuck in one place."

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[personal profile] themerlin 2015-03-22 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not bad at all." Merlin hummed as he watched. Now that was intriguing. "You have some very interesting skills, milady." and he was curious, yes he was. What made such magic? Or science? Or both? Not that it mattered. It just made him grin to watch her do it.

He watched the coin flipping, and then nodded. "Very nicely done."
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[personal profile] themerlin 2015-03-25 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"A pleasure meeting you, Miss Gemini. My name is Merlin." He grinned, watching her coin, and her flipping.

"Why are you doing that?" it seemed a logical question to him.

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[personal profile] theycallmetodd 2015-03-23 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
Seated a table over, the old Wraith quietly watched the repetitive motion, yellow eyes tracking the motion of the shining coin as it spun in the air until it was caught, only to be flicked up again. This woman, whatever she was, was not simply beating the odds, that much was obvious. Unless there was a trick he wasn't yet seeing, she was predicting the outcome. Or, rather, causing the outcome, as it would seem.

Watching this, there were plenty of questions running through his head, all of them centered around how.

Except for one.

"Is there a point to that?"
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[personal profile] theycallmetodd 2015-03-23 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
He made note of the name, but didn't offer his own in return. Not as a sign of disrespect, but rather he just continued the conversation.

"Then why do it if it not only lacks a point, but also bores you?" That had to be the very definition of wasting time.

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[personal profile] whereishe 2015-03-25 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Yuna watched as she flipped the coin hearing the boring droll as she called each side. It was amazing, practice but it felt like something more. Something the ex summoner couldn't put a finger on. She walked up making sure that her presence was known before speaking.

"Your really good at that." It was a statement more than a compliment. "You must have practiced a lot."

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[personal profile] dreams_dont_die 2015-03-26 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Dylan's been watching, before he approaches her.

Of course he's been watching. There's no missing Trance in a room, even though he's gotten used to her no longer being purple by now. She still stands out, with those horns and that head of hair and, yeah, okay, the leather she wears.

What stands out even more, though, is the dance of the coin as it spins again and again through the air, to be caught and slapped back onto her hand.

He'd taught her how to do that, once upon a time, even given her a coin, maybe that very same coin, to play with. Of course, he hadn't had quite the run of luck she's having. And anyone who believes that's just luck doesn't know Trance.

Whatever difficulties the two of them have had, Dylan can't keep the amused smile from his face as he pulls out a chair and settles down at her table.

"I make that six in a row," he says, his voice wavering somewhere between amused and awed.

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