Forcing your way through the crowd, the ork doesn't notice you until the absolute last minute, about the point where your fist catches his jaw in a flaring mass of electricity.  The force sends his head slamming into the nearby bench, and he drops without so much as a word.  Unfortunately, that drew some attention that was less than preferable, and two rather large, teched-up men take aim at you.  Two shots into the bench near you, and two above, one shattering the window and escalating the 'civilian's' into more of a frenzied panic, though most of them have left already.<br/><br/>Of course, from the back of the bar you see a figure in white appear out of thin air, and<em>this</em>time it's not your cybereyes acting up.  Elisabeth grabbed the man, twisted his wrist (you can hear the sound of it<em>shattering</em>from where you are, even with all of the crowd) throwing his gun away in the process, then with expert skill throws him over the bar into the glass bottles of liquor, shattering and creating quite a mess over both him and the unconscious Taggart that he lands atop.  The last man remaining sees that he's outnumbered and - somehow - overpowered, and bolts out of the door as fast as he can possibly move (remarkably fast it would seem).<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Unless you want to chase that man down, combat is over, good job! :3</div></div>