Even so, he let out a yelp and jerked back, the weighted cloth flying sideways to clack against the wall.

The Battloid sustained blasterbolt after blasterbolt to the back as it flew through the ship, pieces of burned and tattered cloth flying in its wake.

According to one story, the King of Hawaii asked the British mariner, George Vancouver, during a stop in Lahaina, what the piece of cloth flying from his ship was.

Their scornful glances at the ragged red-and-blue cloth now flying over the stern were reinforced by six marines with muskets trained on the crew of the French boat.