So it turns out the big Barnes and Nobel in Union Square carries Figuarts. It also turns out that I have no will power when presented with such things, and neither does my mom. They had Mercury, Mars, and Venus. I now have Mercury, Mars, and Venus.

I’m waiting until my roomates aren’t here to open them because I won’t be able to be as openly dorky as a 21 year old with cool new toys needs to be with people I’ve just met watching.