[The sudden restriction prompts a scrabbling, desperate struggle. L's doppelganger bucks and kicks against Cesar, attempting to stomp on his feet, dig a sharp elbow into his ribs, anything to get away. But Cesar has a size and weight advantage he doesn't, in addition to leverage to keep him bent and pinned.
He curls his shoulders, but when Cesar yanks his hair his head tilts back easily on his scrawny neck with a sharp cry. He clenches his teeth, clawing at Cesar's hand and attempting to tear it away from his face, but his strength is already flagging; his body knows that it's not a match for Cesar's larger and more powerful frame, and as Cesar starts to succeed in pulling his teeth apart, he makes every effort to jerk his head as much as he's able with his limited mobility. If he can bite, he will, and then/I> how will Cesar sign?]
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He curls his shoulders, but when Cesar yanks his hair his head tilts back easily on his scrawny neck with a sharp cry. He clenches his teeth, clawing at Cesar's hand and attempting to tear it away from his face, but his strength is already flagging; his body knows that it's not a match for Cesar's larger and more powerful frame, and as Cesar starts to succeed in pulling his teeth apart, he makes every effort to jerk his head as much as he's able with his limited mobility. If he can bite, he will, and then/I> how will Cesar sign?]