[An arm flies forward, clawed fingers of those horrid gauntlets he wears curling into a sharp fist that finds the side of Jaime's face. Dodger has likely experienced a good clock to the jaw before, he's sure of that--but receiving one from a man who claims to be Death itself, and someone who is classified as a Super Soldier?
The leg that comes up to follow up the motion--aiming to drive into the others' stomach to put space between them comes without hesitation, as well; though whether or not the other dodges the second hit is all on him. Either way, once the Reaper draws back, a low hiss escaping his teeth, he's sharp with his words:]
Get out of here. Before I decide to drag every bit of life you have out of your body, here and now.
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The leg that comes up to follow up the motion--aiming to drive into the others' stomach to put space between them comes without hesitation, as well; though whether or not the other dodges the second hit is all on him. Either way, once the Reaper draws back, a low hiss escaping his teeth, he's sharp with his words:]
Get out of here. Before I decide to drag every bit of life you have out of your body, here and now.