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Girl-kissing and science geekery. That's what Beyblade fandom needs more of.
Trials of Science
(Mao/Emily)
The problem with science, Mao has realised, is that it thinks it has an answer for everything. And the problem with scientists is that they think so too.
Mao knows that there are some things that can't be explained, or shouldn't be. She grew up in a remote mountain village, steeped in folklore and superstition, and although she doesn't believe in the necessity of leaving a dish of milk outside the door at night to satisfy spirits, she's still willing to believe that there's a lot more to the world than what we can see and touch. How else could she explain Galux, the power and mystery of such a sacred spirit, and the bond that lies between them?
Emily, on the other hand, doesn't even trust her own senses to tell her the truth, and believes only in what she can prove and compartmentalise. Careful analysis can explain everything, and anything that can't be explained is due either to experimental error or some overlooked variable. Anything is possible, she knows, as long as the laws of physics permit it, and that includes phenomena such as bitbeasts. Trygator is a remarkable creature, but one that lies within the bounds of scientific possibility, and she understands its power to several decimal places.
She also knows the power of Mao's bitbeast - has studied it extensively - and the data indicates that, three times out of four, Trygator should be able to chew the wildcat up and spit it out with relatively little difficulty. So Emily can't understand why, no matter how many times they battle, no matter how rigorous the experimental control, she can only beat Mao around fifty percent of the time. Experimental error is out of the question, after so many trials, so that leaves only one possibility: an unknown factor. If she can figure out what it is, and input the data, the program will turn up the right results.
So Emily runs simulations, and does calculations, and watches and rewatches footage of their matches, but it tells her nothing. And Mao just smiles indulgently through it all, because despite her intelligence there are some things Emily just doesn't understand, and also because she looks rather cute when she's trying to make sense of the impossible.
Sooner or later, she knows, Emily will come to her and ask for some explanation, some variable she forgot to factor into her analysis. Mao isn't sure that she'll be able to provide such an explanation, because the only reason she can give is that this is Galux they're talking about, and that the wildcat will never give up as long as Mao doesn't. She believes in Galux, and Galux believes in her, and together they can do, if not the impossible, then at least the highly improbable. But the bond between blader and bitbeast doesn't figure into the calculations of a computer program, and physics has no room for the unpredictability of human emotion.
Maybe, Mao thinks, she won't try explaining at all - not straight off, anyway. Maybe she'll just kiss Emily, and let her see how well physics deals with that one. And later, once that's had time to sink in, she might explain some things to her.
Possibly at length.
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Guh...don't much like that ending. Still, yay science! ^^v
Trials of Science
(Mao/Emily)
The problem with science, Mao has realised, is that it thinks it has an answer for everything. And the problem with scientists is that they think so too.
Mao knows that there are some things that can't be explained, or shouldn't be. She grew up in a remote mountain village, steeped in folklore and superstition, and although she doesn't believe in the necessity of leaving a dish of milk outside the door at night to satisfy spirits, she's still willing to believe that there's a lot more to the world than what we can see and touch. How else could she explain Galux, the power and mystery of such a sacred spirit, and the bond that lies between them?
Emily, on the other hand, doesn't even trust her own senses to tell her the truth, and believes only in what she can prove and compartmentalise. Careful analysis can explain everything, and anything that can't be explained is due either to experimental error or some overlooked variable. Anything is possible, she knows, as long as the laws of physics permit it, and that includes phenomena such as bitbeasts. Trygator is a remarkable creature, but one that lies within the bounds of scientific possibility, and she understands its power to several decimal places.
She also knows the power of Mao's bitbeast - has studied it extensively - and the data indicates that, three times out of four, Trygator should be able to chew the wildcat up and spit it out with relatively little difficulty. So Emily can't understand why, no matter how many times they battle, no matter how rigorous the experimental control, she can only beat Mao around fifty percent of the time. Experimental error is out of the question, after so many trials, so that leaves only one possibility: an unknown factor. If she can figure out what it is, and input the data, the program will turn up the right results.
So Emily runs simulations, and does calculations, and watches and rewatches footage of their matches, but it tells her nothing. And Mao just smiles indulgently through it all, because despite her intelligence there are some things Emily just doesn't understand, and also because she looks rather cute when she's trying to make sense of the impossible.
Sooner or later, she knows, Emily will come to her and ask for some explanation, some variable she forgot to factor into her analysis. Mao isn't sure that she'll be able to provide such an explanation, because the only reason she can give is that this is Galux they're talking about, and that the wildcat will never give up as long as Mao doesn't. She believes in Galux, and Galux believes in her, and together they can do, if not the impossible, then at least the highly improbable. But the bond between blader and bitbeast doesn't figure into the calculations of a computer program, and physics has no room for the unpredictability of human emotion.
Maybe, Mao thinks, she won't try explaining at all - not straight off, anyway. Maybe she'll just kiss Emily, and let her see how well physics deals with that one. And later, once that's had time to sink in, she might explain some things to her.
Possibly at length.
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Guh...don't much like that ending. Still, yay science! ^^v