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[i_document_life]

Um... *looks around, rather confused* Well this girl is saying she's my typist and I need to let everyone know what's going on, but... I'm really not quite sure, exactly, so...

Typist: *sighs* Do I have to do EVERYTHING?

*indignant* Yeah, well you try getting knocked out by... what'd she call 'em?

Kitchen implements.Right. Kitchen implements

Comments

[_greenified_]

Typist:

Mark Cohen has lost almost two years of his memory.

*hides Elphaba Thropp-Cohen's eyes*

[i_document_life]

Typist:

AIE! *EDITS!*

[lasorelli]

*well, damn. SOMEONE's gotta take advantage of this*

...well, in that time, you lost a bet to me and, with all the interest, owe me a thousand francs. *nod*

[_greenified_]

*GLARES* The fact that my husband has lost his memory, Mme, does NOT mean I have lost mine. *through clenched teeth* Don't. You. Dare.

[lasorelli]

Hey! You don't know if it's true or not! Maybe you weren't there, hmm?

[i_document_life]

Um... *raises hand* If my opinion counts any... I don't make bets with anyone except Roger and Collins, but those are always non-monetary bets, so I highly doubt I lost a bet to you, Miss.

Anyway, I don't HAVE that much money I don't think, so I couldn't pay you even if I HAD lost a bet.

[_measureinlove_]

Oh shit, that's... that's bad... *looks worried*

[i_document_life]

You can say that again.

Fucking Milliways... oh wait, wrong RP... XD

[_measureinlove_]

I'm sure everything will be... will be just fine.

[i_document_life]

I hope you're right. I really really do.

[punjab_you]

...Mark? O_o;

I mean, er. M. Cohen. *stiffly* I am Erik, a friend of Elphaba's. We used to know one another, and I lived at the castle with you and Elphaba andChristineomgangst for a time.

I do hope you succeed in retrieving your memories, monsieur.

O.G.

[i_document_life]

Um... Thank you. *sticks out a hand* It's very nice to meet you... er, again.

[yeromyhero]

...Oh. April told me about this, but I didn't realize it was quite this bad...

Um. Hello, Mark, I'm Fiyero. We weren't exceptionally close, but we do have a, um...well, we do have something of a history together. *small smile*

[i_document_life]

Oh... you must be April's boyfriend. *looks a little uncomfortable* Sorry... it's just... well, Elphaba... ELPHIE... told me that April was here... and... I mean, it's just a little... weird, is all. 'Cause she's... yeah. Stopping.

*offers his hand* It's very nice to meet you. What kind of history would that be?