*Starr concentrates, letting a minute amount of gas into his body to see the effect.*
Only a minor poison. Easily resistable.
*He steps forward and thrusts his lightsaber through the blast doors, and slowly moving it in a large circle. Sensing the presence of enemies on the other side, he Force-pushes the durasteel block outwards. It plows through the middle of the several dozen stormtroopers waiting outside, who instantly open fire at the same time*
Forum A-Wing pilot of mysterious and indistinct gender. Aresener now and forever.