There is a twelve-year-old boy, dressed like a monk, with strange arrow tattoes on his head and the backs of his hands. He's holding a staff in one hand, and looks very confused.
"Um. Hello?" He tapped the staff against the ground - and the 'staff,' in turn, flies open to reveal itself to be a some sort of glider. Maybe a kite. As the red wings
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As for Nine... No, Simmons (sycophanticdick), I am not going to bake a goddamned dick cookie. I don't even want to know how you found a tin in that shape. WTF.
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"Nine is right! Thanks."
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And they were making such progress, too.
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Let's try this one more time. Is seven intothering ?
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