Jacque coughed as he hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, it would seem that not even a century's worth of experience could dull the poor bastard's sensitivity when struck in one of his most sensitive regions. Jacque clutched his throbbing forehead and hissed in pain as he struggled to get into a kneeling position, "FUUUCK! You hit hard dammit! And what's with you people and fighting dirty!? " the elemental wheezed. Jacque took a few moments to allow the pain to fade before he finally managed to stand and walk further into the kitchen, albeit with a slight limp. As he eyed Rachel from behind Jacque made up his mind in that moment, he'd make her pay for what she'd just done. Perhaps not at this moment, but soon.