Those were
just the civilian versions. The Fleet versions were much more fun.
Flynn piloted the cutter into
position. The MGAA (Magneto Gravitic Acceleration Assist) clamped onto the
ship.
“Lieutenant
Flynn,” The captain began, “set kinetic struts and gravnet for rapid
acceleration, maximum power.”
“Aye, sir,”
Flynn acknowledged. “Kinetic struts and gravnet standing by.”
“Sir,” Lt.
Phelps said from the operations station, “I have confirmation of Magtube
Kinetic struts and and gravnet have augmented our own.”
“Very
good.” A chime rang throughout the ship, preceding the Captain’s voice. “All
hands, prepare for Magtube acceleration.”
“Sir, all
stations report ready.”
“Engage
Magtube.”
Flynn hit
the command on his console, which fired off Triumph’s
engines. The Magtube’s harness fired in response, dragging the ship forward at
incredible speed. Flynn felt the metal ribbing of his seat through the ample
cushion. The breath was squeezed from his body, though circulation continued
due to the seat’s cushion.
Fortunately the kinetic struts and
gravnet compensation began or he and the seat would have been ripped from the
deck, along with everyone else, to be mushed against the bridge’s rear
bulkhead.
After
another moment the tube’s harness broke free. The ship’s own struts and gravnet
nearly redlined on Flynn’s display before they matched the acceleration.
Flynn
pulled breath into his lungs again as the constant pressure became bearable.
“Report,”
Captain Tener called.
“Sir, we
have accelerated to .3c.”
“Excellent.
Quite a rush, isn’t it, Lieutenant?”
“Yes, sir.
Much better than what the civves get to play with.”