i will escape

[hejhej]

Who: Lisbeth as Irene Nesser and you!
When: Friday, May 18th, early afternoon
Where: Right outside Phoenix Wright's offices
Summary: Lisbeth can't stand being in the office with everyone coughing and throwing up. She ducks outside for a quick cigarette break.
Warnings: No language! Because Irene doesn't curse :3

After Lisbeth finished the work she'd received over an hour ago, she decided she needed a cigarette break. The office was filled with sick people and she didn't know what was going on. The usually silent office was disturbed by coughing, sniffling, and the occasional vomiting. This whole flu outbreak was strange. She wasn't the most picture perfect being for perfect health - she lived solely on ramen, soda, and cigarettes. So surely she would have caught whatever was going around, but she didn't.

And while her identity as Irene Nesser was the exact opposite of her - silky blonde hair, no sign of tattoos or piercings anywhere, and dressed in beautiful professional clothes - she couldn't give up her smoking habit. Thankfully, it wasn't out of the ordinary in the office as she often took cigarette breaks with a few of her co-workers. But she was alone outside the building that afternoon, exhaling smoke into the air.

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[inthejunk]

Alone except for the tired, sniffly kid in wrinkled hospital scrubs sitting on the trash can by the curb, anyway.

He hadn't been paying her any mind, at first. People always smoked outside of office buildings, and not everyone was deathly ill even if practically everyone was. But after Yosuke had ignored the young woman for a minute, he couldn't help giving her a curious glance. She really didn't seem sick at all. Huh. And she was kind of cute.

On any ordinary day, he'd probably try a bit harder to flirt. But the only opening line he could come up with at the moment was "got another one?"

[hejhej]

Normally, Lisbeth didn't share her cigarettes. They were hers and expensive on the island to boot. But she had to keep her manners when she pranced around the island as Irene. Her blue-green eyes met the young man's and she reached into her blazer.

"Sure," she said, holding it out to him. She then reached into her blazer again and pulled out her lighter.

[inthejunk]

In all honesty, he'd never smoked anything before. He had no real idea what to do with the cigarette besides light it on fire and inhale. But he pulled down the mask, and put it between his lips anyway. It was a bit shaky. Everything he'd done lately was. He'd seen more body bags than he could count rolled away that morning already.

Yosuke leaned forward and took the lighter, flicking it to a few stutters and hiccoughs before it finally lit. When it did, he touched the cigarette to it and breathed in.

Oh, FUCK. Gods. Ow. He choked, miserably. Aw, man. He couldn't stop. Couldn't even apologize. Suddenly everything was just a struggle for oxygen, and oh, shit, his lungs. Ow...

[hejhej]

Lisbeth watched the young man carefully as he tried to light the cigarette. Was he joking? Lisbeth sighed quietly until he started to cough uncontrollably. Her eyes widened as she snatched the cigarette away from him. She then began to beat on his back, trying to smack the smoke out of his lungs.

"You don't inhale on your first time," she said. "Don't you know that?"

[inthejunk]

It took a few wheezes and dry heaves before Yosuke could suck in enough breath to answer. Shit. That really hurt.

"Sorry." Wheeze, heave, gasp. Damn it, no one was ever going to take him seriously at this rate. He leaned against the trash can and focused on trying to breathe again, for a minute. "Ugh. He spit a few times, trying to get the taste out of his mouth. "So...do you come here often?"

[hejhej]

Lisbeth held both cigarettes in both of her hands as she watched him continue to pretty much hack up a lung. When he was done and asked his question, she arched a delicate brow. "Yes," she said lightly. "I work here." She gestured to the office building behind her. "For Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth."

She had to contain her smirk when she first ran into Miles in the office. He greeted her as you would any other new employee, but little did he know that he was already familiar with her.

[inthejunk]

Yosuke eyes widened. Oh. So this was the building where lawyers came from. He shifted nervously, and tried not to look like someone with a tracing box strapped to his ankle.

"So, you're a lawyer? Man, I wish they sent you instead."

CRAP. That was definitely just admitting that he'd been to court, wasn't it? But it was true. A beautiful young woman would have been much better than a boring middle aged man. And since he still got into trouble either way, even if she wasn't very good, it wouldn't have mattered.

A little shakily, but breathing alright again, he reached a hand back out for the cigarette. He'd have to do a better job this time, if he wanted to impress her. He wouldn't inhale.

[hejhej]

Lisbeth watched his hand warily as he reached out for the cigarette. "I'm not sure if I should give this back to you," she said, giving him the once over again. She also arched her brow at his comment. "And no. I'm not a lawyer. I'm a part-time paralegal." Lisbeth decided that she should get some enjoyment out of this, however, so she handed the cigarette back to him.

"Why? Have you gotten into legal trouble recently?"

[inthejunk]

What did paralegal mean? He didn't know, but nodded along as though he did, smiling. And when he took the cigarette back, Yosuke started out by just holding it. He was definitely in over his head with this whole conversation, but he didn't actually blush until the woman correctly guessed that he'd had a few legal troubles recently.

"Oh...uh. It wasn't too bad."