[Rich's presence may have been forgotten, but that certainly doesn't mean he's not about to interfere. As the SQUIP collapses down to the ground, Rich hovers for a moment, and then flies a short distance away in order to give himself space and a bit of cover to change back.
He doesn't waste much time though. Even if the SQUIP is very clearly distracted, Rich knows he can't risk waiting this out and missing the chance. Still shirtless, he bolts towards the SQUIP, fist raised, aiming to just tackle it down. It pins it with a knee to the gut, an arm over its neck, and then it screams to Michael and Myr.]
Now! I need the bottle! Hurry!
[He chances a glimpse at L, praying the healing lasted long enough to fix any major damage. No one deserves to be hurt here except the one Rich is focusing on restraining now.]
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He doesn't waste much time though. Even if the SQUIP is very clearly distracted, Rich knows he can't risk waiting this out and missing the chance. Still shirtless, he bolts towards the SQUIP, fist raised, aiming to just tackle it down. It pins it with a knee to the gut, an arm over its neck, and then it screams to Michael and Myr.]
Now! I need the bottle! Hurry!
[He chances a glimpse at L, praying the healing lasted long enough to fix any major damage. No one deserves to be hurt here except the one Rich is focusing on restraining now.]