Nessacary Sacrifice

Chapter four: Tale of the Great Blade

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A/N I finished this last night and after watching some Pewdie Pie and Cry (Chaotic monki) and a wee Bit of Tobuscus I proceeded to read hard copies of chapter two and three picking out plethora mistakes. I need to find a susitute for he and she.. I find it very had to do that without saying the! *Sigh* It’s a working progress. Anyway I really like this doctor guy so I had alotta fun writing his character and hope you enjoy reading about himJ. Well anywhoo I am leaving soon from Texas so I’ll be packing up my stuff all this day so I think I’ll spend less time promoting. If you read a made up word like Hoo Nanny ! I meant that lol our dear doctor is just cool like that. If the physics is boring read it you need the education. LOL Jk you don’t have to but it’s informative  J Ciao 4 Now

Dr. Cropse A tall skinny man with crazy white hair sat at a small metal desk poring over a large physics book. The desk he sat at was a small gray industrial desk that scraped the top of his knees. The desk was covered in old labs and patient files. He had a case of cgharts stacked in a dusty corner. ‘Mental note ; clean desk Tuesday’ Dr. Cropse continued to read.

“Interesting,” he murmured reading a yellowed page furiously, his eyes feverishly followed the print.

Faster-than-light (FTL) travel

If one were able to move information or matter from one point to another faster than light, then according to special relativity, there would be some inertial frame of reference in which the signal or object was moving backward in time. This is a consequence of the relativity of simultaneity in special relativity, which says that in some cases different reference frames will disagree on whether two events at different locations happened "at the same time" or not, and they can also disagree on the order of the two events (technically, these disagreements occur when the space time interval between the events is 'space-like', meaning that neither event lies in the future light cone of the other).[25] If one of the two events represents the sending of a signal from one location and the second event represents the reception of the same signal at another location, then as long as the signal is moving at the speed of light or slower, the mathematics of simultaneity ensures that all reference frames agree that the transmission-event happened before the reception-event  

Dr. Cropse nodded pausing to jot down notes into a tattered leather bound book. ‘It should be impossible,’ he thought massaging his brow. ‘For a man to move in space like that within a blink of an eye,’

Maybe Cropse thought if he dropped his field quantum mechanics and postulates and embraced the supernatural the answer would come.  Yes, yes that ought to do; Cropse was 56 and by no means a spiritual man. If he had given a hoo nanny he would’ve shave his hair off and become a Monk like his brothers. Fastidious as he was being a monk would never do. He was all right with running around his meticulous well ordered lab, spending long nights in café’s and in old musty libraries flipping through yellowing pages of books. Cropse liked that he got to keep to himself, and he particularly liked the smell of old books they reminded him of pumpernickel sandwiches. Prescribing dodgy pills to his clients had been a bonus that Cropse had neither accounted for nor wanted. Working for the Lombardi’s had made him a nervous man. Before working for them he had a strong moral dictum, and now he had scraps of it held to together by the threads of his pride.