delta v over delta t when there is no t

[ertia]

In a bar, there is a girl.

She looks like she has saved up all of her decadent and slothful impulses for a solid decade and is indulging them all at once. She is sprawled on a couch with a book she's only half-reading, and an ice cream sundae, and smiiiiiiling.

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[ertia]

"I mean, your depressive phases will be a major setback and I don't know how it'll balance against the speedup thing," snorts Kithabel. "But I'll take you home with me, sure. After I've had a good long lie-in. I'm pretty well suited to never taking a break longer than twenty minutes but that doesn't mean I'm not taking advantage as long as my momentum can't drop."

[first_and_final]

"Can you find time in your busy lie-in schedule to tell me everything that might be even potentially relevant about your world? And would it be workable for me to hang around while I'm getting up to speed and give you suggestions about how to fill your time without annoying your neighbours?"

[ertia]

"Oh, yeah, I have lots of room in my castle and I don't mind helping you out. Although the translation effect in here won't follow us so I'll have to get a friend to make me a translation object for you; I'm not ramped up enough to do that yet. Where do you want to start on Kithabel's World Facts?"

[first_and_final]

"How about an introduction to the usual trajectory of a nascent sorcerer?"

[ertia]

"You drop out of all your other commitments, announce it to everybody you know and make them tell all their friends, develop a taste for coffee, and then tromp around doing people's gardening and pest control and housepainting and catering and minor healing not worth walking to the healer's for, until you can do something interesting."

[first_and_final]

"Was that what you did? What are the time scales involved like?"

[ertia]

"Oh, I left school when I was little and just read books while I was going around to do things in various places. I always wanted to be a sorceress. I'm seventeen now and very young for a flier."

[first_and_final]

"Hmm. I'm trying to form a general sense of what things become doable before or after what other things..."

[ertia]

"The big milestones are comprehensive healing of arbitrary nonfatal conditions, flight, teleportation, resurrection of the dead, and being able to go without sleep, in that order."

[first_and_final]

"Hmm. How about the little stuff that comes before comprehensive healing?"

[ertia]

"Average person - who has more than zero momentum, I mean, zero is usually very small children and it's hard to systematically know what-all they can do - can nudge small objects without touching them, rescue a burned batch of cookies, dust a room one surface at a time, make enough light to see by at night for a short distance, get a butterfly to land on them, that sort of thing."

[first_and_final]

"That seems like plenty to be going on with... okay, what about specialists, what should I know about specialists?"

[ertia]

"Specialists are what happens if you practice a specific genre of thing. You can sort of wear a groove into your momentum. It doesn't fade for that thing as fast. So you get healers, I followed healers around a little doing what I could but I needed to go do other stuff after an hour or three every day, who can work most days but sleep in or skip a day or two if they want, and they'll still be about normal levels when they come back in. They're not as fast as a high momentum sorcerer but they're comparable to a low- or mid-level flier like me in their specialty."

[first_and_final]

"Hmm. So why exactly is hubris a job skill, anyway?"

[ertia]

"It's how you actually do the magic. Things that are well below your level, or really trivial even if you're also very low-level, you can mostly do it just by concentrating, but to do anything closer to your limits you cultivate a sort of indignation that the universe had the nerve to be in a way that does not meet your approval. And then the universe will rearrange itself in search of your approval, because mine is better than yours."

[first_and_final]

[ertia]

"It is!"

[first_and_final]

[ertia]

"Oh, come on, you're going to flee to my universe because yours is a murderer."

[first_and_final]

"Please just stop," he says firmly.

[ertia]

"Okay, fine."

[first_and_final]

"Thank you."

[ertia]

"Any other questions?"

[first_and_final]

"Oh, lots, I just haven't adjusted to the new mindset yet so they're not coming to me in a convenient order."

[ertia]

"Okay. Well, while you're thinking of them, Bar over there is sapient, friendly, and will give you a free drink."