[ Jake barely hears the man's flustered pleas which is the only signal he's given that maybe a synthetic cotton/polyester blend isn't the most soundproof material he could've chosen, and it's one that comes too late. Great, now he has to find something else--
But not before his hand moves seemingly without his own knowledge, large palm settling against the crown of that man's head and nearly enveloping it wholly before he's jerking him back and just as quickly slamming his face forward against the wall. The sound of a worrying crunch is even more audible, and certainly more so than the crumpling of the man's body against the ground below as he drops instantly. ]
... well.
Fuck my good hearing. Pretty sure I'm free to blame this possible homicide on you, pal. [ Pale blue eyes slant in Hei's direction, cold and appraising, quickly looking him over and catching on those familiar white pants -- scuffed with dirt or not, he recognizes them. ]
Don't give me any more orders. Do me another favor, though: hands against the wall, feet a foot apart.
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But not before his hand moves seemingly without his own knowledge, large palm settling against the crown of that man's head and nearly enveloping it wholly before he's jerking him back and just as quickly slamming his face forward against the wall. The sound of a worrying crunch is even more audible, and certainly more so than the crumpling of the man's body against the ground below as he drops instantly. ]
... well.
Fuck my good hearing. Pretty sure I'm free to blame this possible homicide on you, pal. [ Pale blue eyes slant in Hei's direction, cold and appraising, quickly looking him over and catching on those familiar white pants -- scuffed with dirt or not, he recognizes them. ]
Don't give me any more orders. Do me another favor, though: hands against the wall, feet a foot apart.