This happens more often than you think... (For Firecyde)

"B-but... w... w..." Sal muttered, completely bewildered by Daphne's frankness. Shaking his head, he turned to face Harmony, "Does this happen often? I mean--WHOA!" His head still a little foggy, Sal would not be quick enough to react to Harmony's quick recovery and counter attack. "Ah!" He sputtered as he found Harmony's arms wrapped around him, squeezing tightly. Hissing, he reached down to try to wrench them apart, but found no luck there. "D-damn... N-nice workout routine you two must have." Sal would growl, trying to fight against the hold.

"Oh yes, the miss let's us work out as much as we need to, she is so nice! Yeah, this does happen often, only with people she might like to play with though..." Harmony would say, swinging him around like a teddy bear in a little girl's arms, before letting go and would attempt to push him down. "Rose, your turn..." Rose would nod and switch places with Harmony, Harmony getting next to Daphne again and Rose would get in her grappler's stance.

"Eugh! Aggh!" Sal squirmed in the hold, each pulse squeezing air out of him and sending jolts of pain through his body, "Y... you can put me down now!" he grunted.

When released, he would need little guidance to be pushed down. He would land on his feet but never quite have his balance, taking a step back and falling on his rear. He would roll his eyes as his opponent changed again, panting heavily, raising a weary hand as if asking for a bit more time. If Rose allowed it, Sal would rise to his feet and massage his back for a second before moving in to lock up with Rose. It probably was not a good idea for him to try to out-grapple her, being more of a striker himself, but, still a bit woozy, he had a momentary lapse in judgment.

Once locked up, Sal would try to overpower Rose to get enough of an edge to have the footing to throw a knee to Rose's midsection and hopefully get a better position.

Rose locked up with Sal and had doubled over when she was kneed in the gut. Harmony looked on and had thought of helping Rose, but there was no serious thing going on right now, so she didn't interfere, besides, maybe Rose had a plan. Rose had a little plan, she would attempt to wrap her arms around Sal, and would squeeze.

Sal smiled as Rose doubled over, but just as he tried to capitalize on this, Rose locked her arms around his waist. "Oh nonono not again!" He yelped, his body jolting as the air was once more squeezed out of him, "Ah, d-dammit!" Gritting his teeth and snarling, Sal would shakily raise one arm and try to strike Rose in the kidneys. One punch was all he could muster in the maid's grip, and if Rose could power through that, there was little Sal could do other than bide his time and hope to outlast her.