In this rough and tumble fight, Richard took the giant's flailing backhand but kept on his feet. He wanted to end this fight fast, and just as he guessed, he only had a few windows to get his shots in; and they were closing fast. Sawyer came in and held it from slamming shut! Heart pumping like a jackhammer, adrenaline lighting his blood on fire, the marine clambered out from a pile of salad like a wildman bursting from the bushes to deliver a kick right to the temple. The ID-SOL was no fool and guarded with his arm, but a bellow of pain came bursting out of the super soldier as the first blow landed hard. Richard leaped through the window of opportunity Sawyer had kept open, and immediately wrapped his arm around the colossal man's neck. Despite the muscles in his neck tensing like steel cords, the two mortal men could feel it - they could win this!
The table. It was being flipped.
As Stripe warded off the repeated blows from the Pink haired marine, a flash of silver came out of nowhere! With a resounding 'klonnngk!~' the furious flurry of fists from the pink demoness paused as Jaime took the weapon to the back of her head. Dazed, Alec saw his chance and grabbed at one of the fast moving kickboxer's legs from under the table. With so many men on her at once, she practically melted as Stripe relentlessly pounded at her, a breathless moan escaping from her lips as the other marine below held her down. Unable to dodge, she could do nothing but take it as he passionately shouted at her.
And immediately regretted what he said.
As Sawyer kicked away at the ID-SOL's defense, Richard felt a huge, meaty hand reach around and grab him by the back of his uniform. The colossus had reached around and simply tore him off like a helpless child before simply shoving Sawyer over in between one of his powerful kicks. His other hand lashing out, the ID-SOL horrifyingly grasped the marine by the cyber-leg and casually stood up as though nothing in the world was wrong, holding them both up in the air like caught rabbits. Briefly tossing Richard up, he was suddenly snatched from mid-air, now held by the ankle as well. The two of them captive, the ID-SOL's hands held fast, pinkies out as he carried them over to the other half of the squad's fight. Though Stripe could see him coming, Jaime could not, and instead thought he felt a gun pressed up against his back.
"Don't worry, I'm just very tall," the ID-SOL began in his deep, baritone voice. It was then that they all realized that the cafeteria had gone completely quiet, with every single pair of eyes on them. The pink haired marine wiped blood from her lips and took a few steps back to give them room. "Now, I just thought I'd take a drink of the rumor mill's brew to get a good workout...but what did you say? Did...did you really do it with a cat?" He asked Stripe, both Sawyer and Richard falling to the ground in the process.
While they had flipped the table, the ID-SOL had flipped the car instead.