"There's Klingons on the starboard bow, Captain!”
“Lateral thrust to starboard—all propellers!” shouted the Captain
Zulu jabbed buttons, the starship lurched and the crew hit the deck in a heap.
“For God’s sake, Scotty,” roared the Captain, hauling himself upright, “couldn’t you engineer a few seatbelts for these bloody chairs?”
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The prompt is Thrust
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