The more aggressive guard pressed too close against her, finally managing to get his clothing off to a degree that would make his goal possible -although he definitely wasn't going to strip completely in front of his coworkers. He took a moment then to savor his victory before proceeding, laughing at her whimpering and giving the girl a very predatory, lustful look as he ran his hand that was not pinning her up under her shirt to feel her chest. Experiment or not, she was young and pretty hot as far as he was concerned, and besides he enjoyed having complete power over both her and the male who was found with her. He was far from gentle and definitely creepy, but at least that little diversion lost him time. It was time that Jack needed to stop him before he did anything worse, and at that moment the guard's head turned quickly, instinctively turning towards the sound of his coworker's cry as a stun gun was held against his side, just above his pants, and activated. He backed off only a little from what he was doing, sufficiently distracted by the activities of the male experiment against his coworker that he did nothing further to the girl -his hold on her neck even loosened as he barked an order at the idle guard to stop standing around and grab the male and keep better hold of him this time. He didn't want any heroics going on.<br/><br/>Jack knew that he had to make his move now, having been placed at a good angle to see the guard's every action. Death grip on the stun gun established, the familiar crackle of electricity could only be heard for a fraction of a second before he got it unholstered and pressed against the nearest guard's side. The guard yelled and jumped back instinctively, realizing too late his mistake and trying to grab Jack again. Jack spread his wings out, using them to balance himself as his legs threatened to give out and at the same time making himself more difficult to recapture. He even managed to crank the stun gun up to the highest setting; it wouldn't kill, but it'd hurt like hell and could very well cause unconsciousness. When the guard recovered a bit, swore and tried to grab him again, he was met with another shock -this one held until he was on the floor, not moving. It only took  a second or two, and Jack was glad to see that the most aggressive of the guards had paused in what he was doing to turn and bark orders at his older colleague. Jack moved towards the aggressive guard anyway, his gait stumbling as if he was moving more by falling forward and catching himself with his feet and wings rather than walking properly. His whole body felt heavy and his movements delayed, but he moved anyway based on pure determination and rage.<br/>"Stop this, please." He managed to say to the idle guard as he moved past him, his words barely audible and somewhat slurred but understandable, having picked up on that guard's apparent dislike for the situation; while the guard holding him had been watching what was going on with so much interest, that one had stood with his arms crossed and looked like he wished he were anywhere else. Maybe that man still had some humanity in him. Jack was betting on it, knowing that he wouldn't get another chance if that guard followed directions and managed to subdue him. It wouldn't be all that difficult, so long as he managed to avoid the business end of the stun gun- Jack couldn't move well or fast enough at the moment to evade capture.. His eyes, wild and full of rage as they were, pleaded for help as he made eye contact briefly with the older guard as he shuffled forward, the stun gun still buzzing dangerously as Jack was afraid he'd drop it if he loosened his grip at all, knowing he had no other way of fighting in his current condition. He didn't really think the guard would take his side, but he hoped at least that the guard would do nothing or challenge the aggressor for ordering him about while being clearly his junior. Something, anything, besides following those orders was what he pleaded for -although it seemed he could not manage the words.