Fortunately for Smith, in order to dodge Batsy's kick, he'd have to move his head... and unwittingly move out of the thermal scope. He got behind the tree-- away from the bullet hole in the ground, the sound of the sniper alerting him. Now he had two people on his tail. Great.
OOC: Seriously... he took three darts... one of Batman's tranqs contain enough drugs to put an ordinary man to sleep in minutes. After taking three, Ezio should've dropped immediately.
Jason Todd, having deftly and stealthily scaled a tree after killing the hockey-masked man, checked his aim as he crouched, concealed in the tree. Training his Arctic Warfare sniper rifle's thermal scope at Mr. Smith's head, he held his breath for accuracy and opened fire, aiming to pump Smith's brain full of bullets the size of his thumb.
"Sorry. No one shoots at the Bat but me."
He pulled out his combat knife and held it in a back position, the boomerang and knife held in opposite directions-- though the boomerang had two sharpened and tempered steel ends-- and got ready to battle the Bat.
OOC: No, no special properties to the knife. Other than it will kill you if you don't block it.