[L would flash an answering thumbs-up, but he's currently in the harried process of lighting and setting the candles and making sure it's done right. Instead, he just nods briskly with a strained look on his face, something that's trying to be a smile but looks more like a grimace. He finishes and retreats.
The tiger arrives seconds later, and L's heart is in his throat, because it has to run. That's important, the line is important, because 600 lbs of muscular jungle cat is coming at Kyle and what they could have predicted will be crucial.
The beast is impatient, thank God. It gallops toward the triangle, and Kyle makes it out in the nick of time, barely missing a swiping, heavy claw.
The moment the tiger is outlined by the triangle and the candles, a beam of light, surrounded by other, smaller, flickering ones, blares down on it. It snarls at the sky window and then, slowly, starts to rise.]
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The tiger arrives seconds later, and L's heart is in his throat, because it has to run. That's important, the line is important, because 600 lbs of muscular jungle cat is coming at Kyle and what they could have predicted will be crucial.
The beast is impatient, thank God. It gallops toward the triangle, and Kyle makes it out in the nick of time, barely missing a swiping, heavy claw.
The moment the tiger is outlined by the triangle and the candles, a beam of light, surrounded by other, smaller, flickering ones, blares down on it. It snarls at the sky window and then, slowly, starts to rise.]