Jack was unsure of who's side she was really on. She teleported behind him and cut the ropes just enough for him to break free. With what strength he had left he snapped the ropes and stumbled to his feet as she pulled up him. The young man tore the gag from his mouth, leaving it around his neck. "Thanks..." He said wary of her. 

Shirley crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow at the display. She must've have cared at least a little for Jack considering she had set him free instead of taking her chance to kill him. Who was this girl to deny his gift to her. They both wanted Jack dead didn't they? Why hadn't she taken the young man's life? "Alexand- Lexa, dear. If you could only stop to think what you're doing. You're setting free a criminal that I have captured for you. Don't you return criminals to prison where they belong. Or taken to killing them. Whatever you do you should do it now while you have the opportunity." Shirley told her. 

The pale white haired young man, smirked and turned to spit at the ones who had bloodied him up. "Suck my dick, Shirley, she's not going to kill me and she's not going to turn me in..." He turned once more to face Lexa. "You [i]aren't[/i] going to do those things, are ya?" He tilted his head slightly, questioning her. If she really was with Shirley, wouldn't she have killed him? It didn't make any sense. And yet, she seemed to be there on her own accord, not forced or anything. 

He didn't have time to think about it when the two goons went after him. She may not have been a killer but he was, and he would have no problem taking the lives of those who had injured him. Jack knelt, trying to keep his balance as he did so and pressed his palms against the ground, pulling them up slowly. He seemed to be a bit of a one trick pony at this point as he transmuted his two scimitars from the carpeted floor. As he stood up he swung them around, tucking them in between his arms and his torso. "Cover me." He said to Lexa. Jack ran toward the men as they ran toward him. 

It was pretty much a blur but with his two weapons, they barely had any time to bring their wrath down upon him before they were both stabbed in the gut. "How's that?" He pressed his feet against their torsos and used that to launch of of them, backflipping away and landing beside Lex. "We better get going, doll."