- 09:18 As the ninja recovered from landing, V hurled P’s habanero spinach soup like a discus, splashing it in the ninja’s eyes. He screamed. A new ninja leapt down. #
The White Phoenix Feather, p. 3
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It doesn’t feel so exclusive anymore now that it’s getting posted up in the small bits.
Yes, that’s a good point. I was collecting them via Twitter, but I think I’ll hold off until the gripping conclusion.