Narrator: Gravitic engines, inertiic compensators, gravy guns, and enormous amounts of power make for a universe in which thousands of gees of acceleration are not only possible, but can also be shielded against.
Tagon: Ennesby! Status! Can you get us out of here?
Kevyn:
Breya:
Narrator: They have to be, if you don't want to end up as jelly.
Ennesby: On it, sir! The V.D.A. just fed me an escape route.
Narrator: That's why you never, ever ever want to hear the following words from your ship's A.I:
Ennesby: Uh-oh. Everybody brace for acceleration.
Serial Peacemaker:
Tunguska: