Oh to be unfettered by such trivial notions such as science. Or aerodynamics for that matter. Watching Castle as he leans back and shoots up, his stomach does a flip-flop and he's barely moved. Infernal human body.
Give him a swift horse any day. A one man shuttle miles above a planet's atmosphere even, where inertial dampeners give a nice sense of security. None of that gravity and nothing but fresh air around him and a broom below, Newton's laws of motion--
"I think I envy your lack of inhibition and your inherent acceptance of what is. No, I doubt turning up at the 1st Years broom class would wash. Unless that is, you bluffed your way through a very good excuse." He grins at that. "I can think of several already."
Seeing Castle wobble, the Doctor reaches out, aiming to steady him. Not a good move. His broom reacts, banks and jerks forward and up. "Oh, good Lord."
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Give him a swift horse any day. A one man shuttle miles above a planet's atmosphere even, where inertial dampeners give a nice sense of security. None of that gravity and nothing but fresh air around him and a broom below, Newton's laws of motion--
"I think I envy your lack of inhibition and your inherent acceptance of what is. No, I doubt turning up at the 1st Years broom class would wash. Unless that is, you bluffed your way through a very good excuse." He grins at that. "I can think of several already."
Seeing Castle wobble, the Doctor reaches out, aiming to steady him. Not a good move. His broom reacts, banks and jerks forward and up. "Oh, good Lord."