Oof, long time no write; or rather, long time no write something that isn't a translation of medieval church Latin.
I am pleased to report that, despite my first mature scholarly effort being on the brink of publication, I still feel about nine on the inside. (Just don't tell my editor.)
So, in summary: Scholarship: hard, historians: grumpy, Star Wars: comforting.
Disclaimer: see ch. 1
Enjoy!
Infinity: (mathematics) the assumed limit of a sequence, series, etc., that increases without bound.
A plasma grenade burns with sixteen times the heat of a yellow star. A thermal-detonator creates twelve times more heat than that. The bolt from a DC-15 is one third as hot as a plasma grenade. Denal loves his calculations. It gives him something to do as they evac out of another hot zone with minimal survivors; gives him something to think about on the way to another deployment. The inertial force; the heat of the meltdown of a C-class reactor core is a challenge his brain relishes, racing ahead of the flames even as the rest of him cannot.