[ There are no shirts to grab, so the older Jason will find himself hauled back by the waist of his jeans and dumped unceremoniously on the floor, one booted foot resting warningly on his gut. The younger Jason, reaching for his double's hair, will find that hand caught in a sudden glowing cuff of Diana's lasso.
She stands above them, holding the one down with her foot and the other with the lasso, and gives them both a hard look. ]
Stop this. Are you children, shoving each other in a schoolyard, that you must act this way?
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[ There are no shirts to grab, so the older Jason will find himself hauled back by the waist of his jeans and dumped unceremoniously on the floor, one booted foot resting warningly on his gut. The younger Jason, reaching for his double's hair, will find that hand caught in a sudden glowing cuff of Diana's lasso.
She stands above them, holding the one down with her foot and the other with the lasso, and gives them both a hard look. ]
Stop this. Are you children, shoving each other in a schoolyard, that you must act this way?