L's calmness feels preternatural and forced. He draws his breaths slowly and composes himself as he gives the 911 operator careful directions.
What do you mean, he was already dead?
"Just hurry. This wasn't supposed to happen."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the counter, Tony is facing off against the two members of the mini-mob L hadn't frozen sufficiently enough to prevent them from fleeing... or, at least, attempting to. The first skids and drops with that elbow to his spine, colliding with the iced-over floor and curling into a helpless fetal position. The other continues inning toward the exit even after his gun is taken, only dropping when two bullets find their way into his calf and his side. He goes down too, and for a second, there's absolute silence in the coffee shop.
"Tony..."
L's voice breaks even as he tries to keep it steady.
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What do you mean, he was already dead?
"Just hurry. This wasn't supposed to happen."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the counter, Tony is facing off against the two members of the mini-mob L hadn't frozen sufficiently enough to prevent them from fleeing... or, at least, attempting to. The first skids and drops with that elbow to his spine, colliding with the iced-over floor and curling into a helpless fetal position. The other continues inning toward the exit even after his gun is taken, only dropping when two bullets find their way into his calf and his side. He goes down too, and for a second, there's absolute silence in the coffee shop.
"Tony..."
L's voice breaks even as he tries to keep it steady.