Mindmistress: Good. He's out, but there doesn't seem to be any permanent damage. Can you two watch him while I search for the armor and the locket? Vicki: Sure! Eric: Why not?Mindmistress: My locket! My armor! Oooohhh. Is that a shower I see? To be clean...really clean--not look like a skankish mud wrestler---soap. Shampoo. Paradise.

Mindmistress: Ahhh, Hot water. Scented soaps. Full-body shampoos. It's true...cleanliness is next to godliness. Clean. What a wonderful feeling.Vicki: Boss!! Mindmistress: Great.  Just when I was feeling like a human being again...lucky I also found my leotard and psyche-staff...


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