"Tough crowd. Remind me never to have you guys over to party." He grinned in weak attempt to talk his way out, but they weren't budging. They were to tight knit. He was in trouble. If ever T.K. could read his thoughts he wished it were now. But he was probably to far out of range or something. Jedi mind powers probably came with city limits or something. Jack saw one of them move his finger and didn't ask questions, he fired his weapon at the movement in attempt to stop them, but two still made it from the other side and he felt them pinch his skin. "Damnit." He swore. Managing to keep ahold on the guns as he reached to his side and neck to yank out the pair that pierced his skin.
"Now I'm just gonna have to take all your toys a..away." the last word was a bit of a struggle. Whatever drug was in those darts he threw on the ground, was making it hard to think straight, and see for that matter. Everything was blurry, Jack stretched out his arm blaster pointed at the men he could barely see. Not sure where he was firing, or how much was going to get out, but directly at them he held down the trigger. Before he hadn't, he cared that they might get hurt, but obviously they weren't against him being hurt. So the facade dropped.
Seconds later his arm also dropped to his side, a sloppy shot followed that movement too and hit the ground, sparks of energy turned to flame burst from the pavement ricocheting at them. But then he fell forward on his knees and lost his grip on one of the weapons. He struggled to push up and stand again, but he couldn't. His body suddenly felt like a brick. His eyes even heavier. He tried to ask them what they wanted, but it came out in a slurred mess.