Mercury Trismagistus
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The walls of the tunnel were translucent, and glowed with a soft, amber light. As he walked down the incline deeper into the heart of the Desert Planet, the Counselor thought that he could see in them the fossilized remains of creatures that must have lived in some primeval sea. He always dug hanging around in most undergrounds, but it was important to set the tone up front. He instinctively reached for the THCV Gel-Packs in his pocket, took what he needed, and continued on.
Dr. Molly had everything set up and ready to go by the time he reached the door to the Lab. The sound system was arranged like a five-pointed star facing inward. And at the center was a table with a man strapped to it. The Counselor walked up and looked down at the Steel General. He had been a tough nut to crack.
"Signs in the street that say where you're going, isn't that what you said Mr. T?"
"Some living...Some standing alone Miss M."
Dr. Molly walked up and put her arm around him resting her head on his chest.
"I say we soften him up with some Surf Music, a few easy GABA inhibitors, and then go for the Power Play with the Hendrix and the Tryptamine Alkaloids. This is no time to play games. What do you think Miss M?"
Dr. Molly began to stroke his leg with her free hand. Her breathing got heavy.
The Counselor grinned. He had always known how to push her buttons.
"And if that doesn't finish the job, we'll go for the Guy Lombardo and pump the Headroom up to the Max!"
She gasped and they went at it like animals.
Dr. Molly had everything set up and ready to go by the time he reached the door to the Lab. The sound system was arranged like a five-pointed star facing inward. And at the center was a table with a man strapped to it. The Counselor walked up and looked down at the Steel General. He had been a tough nut to crack.
"Signs in the street that say where you're going, isn't that what you said Mr. T?"
"Some living...Some standing alone Miss M."
Dr. Molly walked up and put her arm around him resting her head on his chest.
"I say we soften him up with some Surf Music, a few easy GABA inhibitors, and then go for the Power Play with the Hendrix and the Tryptamine Alkaloids. This is no time to play games. What do you think Miss M?"
Dr. Molly began to stroke his leg with her free hand. Her breathing got heavy.
The Counselor grinned. He had always known how to push her buttons.
"And if that doesn't finish the job, we'll go for the Guy Lombardo and pump the Headroom up to the Max!"
She gasped and they went at it like animals.
