Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Team Eeeek: Hymie Krausmeyer: The UnAnointed Page 36 "I have some idea of rejection," she told him. "The only reason I'm tolerated as a Servant is that when I was a child, it was foretold that I would live to see the Coming of the Master. The young ones keep me around in hopes that they'll be present if the prophecy comes true. Other than that, I'm not of much use to anybody." Hymie peered into the woman's eyes - and found understanding. "I'm a good healer," the woman whispered. "Please. . . It would be my honor to be your Servant." The gangly, unattractive old woman held out her hands. Into them slipped the Krausmeyer. While the misshapened fingers probed the little man's skull, the 7 beautiful "Servants" filed in the room. "You're not TOUCHING him, are you?" one of them hissed. Another said, "We must remain clean! For the UnAnointed! Even one as. . . one who has contributed as much as you should attempt to remain undefiled?" "Undefiled?" the old woman echoed. "How can one become defiled in the Master's work?" Then she said to the Krausmeyer, "You've an abundance of spiritual energy, you should let it pass into the world where it would benefit all." Repositioning her hands, she said, "An eye for the blond, eh? She's not worthy of you. Besides. . . she's too tall."
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