ten_fwd | 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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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"

"You might call it that, yes." It wasn't telling if Rosalind guessed. Trance, as a rule, tended not to talk about herself, how she could manipulate and see the lines of probability.

"You passed a coin through a rift in universes?"

"Soon I would have," Rosalind blushed, despite her calm expression. Oh that experiment was fraught with ulterior motives, both hers and her patron's. Still, it was worth doing if she could further scientific discovery. "I suppose that's already been done, here." She sighed softly. It wasn't bad, but it was a little disappointing to leave an experiment to be finished by someone else.

"I beg your pardon, my manners are terrible at the moment. I'm Rosalind Lutece." She sketched a formal but quick curtsey.

Trance didn't pause flipping her coin, it always landing on tails, as she listed to her introduce herself.

"Trance Gemini. You could easily get together with the other scientists here. There's plenty in this universe to keep you busy." The universe was full of surprises, this one was not lacking in possibilities. Even she couldn't get bored here.

Rosalind looked sheepish, blushing just a little. "I don't know everything they do. I wouldn't feel right stepping in until I understood all the discoveries made in my field since my time. There's quite a bit of reading to do in order to catch up."

The very last thing Rosalind could stand was being a bother to her fellow scientists. They would laugh at her and worse they might patronize her. No, it was best to be well educated before pursuing that course.

"I'm sure they'd be happy to help you," Trance tried again, trying to figure out why she was so resistant to the idea. "Besides, your universe and their universe may operate in a way that is fundementally different. You may never be able to understand their discoveries, they may not conform to your scientific rules and principles. They same goes for them."

Trance thought of an example. "The way this ship travels, using their warp technology, is impossible in my native universe."

"That seems like an even more compelling reason to learn on my own." Rosalind noted, her tone a little crisp. She didn't like to be second guessed or have her decisions questioned, even if it was well-intentioned. "What makes the warp technology impossible in your universe?" She wanted to know how it worked at all and this might be a way to get that information.

"I think you'll find people here are more helpful than you think." Trance said, noting her reluctance. "Physics. One cannot travel faster than the speed of light. Instead, we use slip points. They're points in space where other dimensions are intertwined with our own. I believe humans call this String Theory. We have technology that reduces the ship, and we can open a portal to Slipstream, where one can actually see the 'strings'. The ship latches onto them and can travel from one point to the other. But these points aren't everywhere. In fact there are entire regions of space without slip points. And the ship cant fly it on her own, there's no auto-navigation in slip stream like there is here. Only biological entities can pilot it."

Trance smiled, explaining. "Early Vedran physicists believe it has something to do with the presence of an organic observer and collapsing probability waves."

As the Avatar of the Tarn Vedra sun, Trance had a unique perspective of slip stream and the quantum connections there in, like any other Celestial Avatar. Slipstream was, after all, a place where quantum connections became tangible, like the connection between stars and planets.

(OOC: Andromeda's slipstream info if you want it.)

Edited 2015-06-15 16:01 (UTC)

Rosalind listened and had to admit that her head was swimming at the end of it. So much had changed. She'd invented quantum physics in her time but she was early in her work and nothing made sense

She sighed and shook her head. "I am too far behind. Damn that insufferable wretch Q for taking me away from everything."

(ooc: ha ha so I'm not dropping Ros, do you mind continuing? It's okay if you don't wanna.)

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