( his suit can take a beating, but the impact still hurts. no amount of reinforced fabric can completely absorb the force behind a bullet being short directly at him, especially from this distance. it'll leave some concerning bruising behind at best, but jason's not worried. he doesn't care how much it aches when he breathes, he cares instead about slamming his fist into that hood.
and getting the hood slammed into his face, apparently. fingers grab onto his jacket and jason knows where it's going before junior leans in.
doesn't move to get away from it, but tenses minutely just before impact--and the air around them shifts. instead of junior slamming their heads together, the hood's met with an immovable barrier of shadows just a little larger than one of their hands. )
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and getting the hood slammed into his face, apparently. fingers grab onto his jacket and jason knows where it's going before junior leans in.
doesn't move to get away from it, but tenses minutely just before impact--and the air around them shifts. instead of junior slamming their heads together, the hood's met with an immovable barrier of shadows just a little larger than one of their hands. )