Jul 08, 2007 22:48
The intent was to produce a bouquet of roses. Instead, Phoenix produced ragweed. Which gives him hay fever. Which makes him sneeze uncontrollably.
So off he goes to the hospital wing, hoping for an antidote.
phoenix wright,
rp,
carla espinosa,
perry cox
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conversations therein, have put him into a pretty angry mood.
As a result, he's not exactly as kind and cheerful with Phoenix as he might otherwise be. "What is it?" he snaps as soon as the man enters the Wing. "Come on, I don't got all day."
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Cox's voice was drowned out - him being surly? Not a new occurrence - but the sound of someone sneezing made her huff slightly and walk over, tugging on both ends of her stethoscope. She'd been half-avoiding Cox, ever since the Secrets Board. Really, what else was there to say? But this was work. She could be professional. He could just watch her be professional all over his ass. "Yeah," Carla said as she stood next to Dr. Cox, determinedly avoiding looking at him at all. "It's called an antihistamine. Or we could just, you know..." She gave Phoenix a grave look and tweaked two fingers on her nose. "Pop it right off."
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Now her voice cut through the haze of grumpiness. He turned quickly to look at her, his eyes widening slightly. When she didn't look back he frowned, but his mouth twitched bemusedly at her answer to Phoenix. He turned back to the lawyer and shrugged, folding his arms. "Given that you a~~re oh-stensibly a student and therefore live here, I'm not feeling too bad about your commute there, Sneezy. And a pack of pills'll do ya just as good as any voodoo we can pull together here ( ... )
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"This should clear you right up. If not, there is always the nose-ectamy route."
Now, personally, Carla just wanted to walk away. Her job was done and there was no reason for the awkward to continue. However, she was, first and foremost, a nurse. At least, at this moment, in this place. So instead of fleeing (a very strong flee, more like a scamper), Carla said, eyes straight ahead, "Anything else you need, Dr. Cox?"
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At this point, poor Phoenix was pretty much forgotten. What the hell use did he have for patients in a place like the Hospital Wing, anyway? This was way more important.
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"No," she disagreed slowly. "I'm pretty sure my foot in your ass is still very legal."
Then, turning, professional obligations fulfilled, Carla picked up a chart and stalked away towards the back room once more.
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...and turned around, because, really, he had more to say to her. "I've got more where that came from," he tried, sliding up beside her, an edge of desperation in his voice.
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With an overly-heavy sigh, Carla turned around, leaning against the counter and crossing her arms. "So, let's hear it." Why she was doing this, she really didn't know - if there was one thing sure in the entire world, it was that Cox would go running back to Jordan at the slightest inclination. That fact, above anything else, meant that Carla would not be with him. Ever.
And yet...
"Let me hear the good stuff."
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"Okay," he shot back with a nod. "You got it." Tapped his nose, crossed his arms. Uncrossed them. Recrossed them.
Fuck.
"...your... mother likes me?" Hey, he knew it was important.
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Then, shaking her head, unsuccessfully biting back a laugh, Carla turned to the cabinets and began pulling things out to try and assemble a simple pain potion. She didn't have high hopes.
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Okay, but that obviously wasn't enough. Think, dammit, he told himself. "I can take care of an animal that isn't dead?" he offered. "Several, as a matter of fact. I seem to have wound up founding my own personal zoo since I got here." He grinned hopefully at her.
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Pushing aside several bottles, Carla muttered curses under her breath as she searched. "You?" That was worth a pause. "Animals? You?" Well, damn it. That was impressive; especially the fact he hadn't killed them all in a fit of rage. Intrigued in spite of herself - she could not picture Cox with animals - Carla turned to face him, hip leaning against the counter, and cocked her head. "What kind?"
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He drew himself up and smirked, shoving his hands deep into his coat pockets. "I have a pony. Two, actually. Or, uh... one and a half. Don't ask. And a dog. And... an armadillo." One of those things was not like the other! But the truth was that he sounded fairly proud, and he was -- he actually was pretty crazy about his little menagerie, freaky as it was. Even the skeletal pony. "And I bought a horse, but it's not mine."
At the expression on her face, he arched a brow defensively. "What? I love dogs."
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Well, it was interesting. That's all.
"So, you leave Sacred Heart and you decide to be come Baranum and Bailey?" This was seriously weird. Right up there with finding out that Cox was still friends with one of his exes. Almost made her think...
Almost made her think thoughts she shouldn't be entertaining. Returning to the great dandelion stem hunt, Carla couldn't stop a little smile. "I'm just trying to picture you taking care of a freaking pony. Not a mental picture I ever thought I'd have."
And it was cute as hell.
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