The hit had landed and she felt a wave a pride come over her hot and welcome only to have it freeze as she felt the pressure increase on her throat to the point she thought her airways would collapse. Hell in a hand basket this man had strong hands, as she felt her knee make contact and his grip come free the wave thawed and finished washing over her only to have the cold of the floor start seeping into her bare skin and through her shirt. The thump the floor gave her was greatly welcomed in comparison to the man's rough treatment.<br/><br/>Realizing Jack had delivered a blow of his own with the taser that registered to have been the cause of the first man's cries she smile in delight. Yanking her clothing back into proper placement she made her way slowly to her feet hoping that there was no brain damage from lack of oxygen, she did a self check fluttering her wings slightly and rolling her neck, everything else seemed fine aside from a sore throat and jaw. She couldn't help it, she kicked the mans head like a soccer ball, he earned it.<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to Jack she realized they weren't out of the frying pan just yet, they still had to deal with the last guard and then make it out of the building, and if what she had heard was right, the younger guard was in a monitor room for security, were there on site bunk rooms for off duty guards he could call for backup? Were there other guards outside... the cons of escaping were stacking higher than her hopes of escaping, but if the scientists had gone this far for one refusal to go along with their tests, what would they do for what had just happened?<br/><br/>Looking to the remaining guard she couldn't puzzle together why he had allowed them to get this far only to leave himself as the last man standing between them and their shot at freedom. Did he think they would stand there and wait for him to drag his coworkers out and lock them in to stay like they were expected to, or did he believe he could handle the half drugged Jack with the tazer who had already taken out two men and now had Raylan to help?<br/><br/><br/><br/>Well that had been satisfying, although he swore he heard a crack when the girl kicked, did she break his neck? Either way he realized he hadn't thought it fully through in detail about what would happen once the disrespectful punk had gotten his. Looking between the two he figured the boy was just about out of physical strength given the way he seemed to be struggling to stand, and the girl all he had to do was grasp her wings again, call for back up and keep himself between them and the door. Easy, or at least it should be in theory. "Easy kids, you've had your fun, time for bed. White coats will be expecting results here in a few hours when morning breaks." He said raising his hands in a stance that could show peace negotiations or make for faster hand movements to grab the girls wing and keep her between him and the taser, his wasn't fully charged thanks to a few specimen that had been a little too rowdy during transport before the had started their final rounds and found the next to for transport trying to run down the hall.