"Oh, I'm sorry grandma! I didn't realise you needed me to keep still so you could hit me! How dreadfully inconsiderate of me." If the meta thought Jason never kept still he should fight Nightwing sometime. Jason might not like the Golden Boy but he could still appreciate his style. Too bad about his god-awful sense of humour though.

The chair hit his target with a satisfyingly loud noise. It might not have hit his head - not that that would do much against some thick-skulled metahuman - but the bastard sure didn't appreciate it for all that it couldn't have really hurt him. His opponent was tough but he was also getting angrier. Good. Jason returned the meta's snarl with a cocky smirk when he grabbed the chair, pulling back for a moment to - hopefully - make the other man start pulling harder. Abruptly releasing the chair, he dropped to the ground to try and sweep the man's legs out from under him while he was off-balance.