((OOS: Fused Irvine couldn't have killed some of the attackers by deflecting their shots. Their ship is shielded.))
Gilian: Who the hell are you?
*A blaze of the shipboard cannons forces Irvine backwards. The ship's hatch opens, a plane attaching to the melted hole in the window. The cannons stop firing.
Gilian leaps over the bed and stands in a guarding stance, her blade drawn*
((Scar, up to you whether Irvine dodged or the force of the shots knocked him back. But sabers aren't going to deflect shipboard cannons.))
Forum A-Wing pilot of mysterious and indistinct gender. Aresener now and forever.