Cannonball
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They trotted back to the supply carriage, where Takeshi's tent was packed away and stored, along with the rest of his things. He scrambled onto the cart, and began to search through his bag hastily, pouring half the contents onto the floor of the wooden cart, before finally finding a scroll.
He picked it up slowly, staring at it for a long time, trying to work up the nerve to give it to Gengyo, but before he could come to a decision, his commander simply plucked it from his hands, and opened it.
"W-wait!" The smith squeaked, surprised.
"Mm…" Gengyo began trying to decipher what the scroll was attempting to portray. There were multiple images, all seemingly placed sporadically across what was once blank paper. It was an incredibly frantic piece of work. But imagination was often manifest chaotically, rather than in ordered and sensible steps. "So, what am I looking at here?" He asked finally, unable to make heads or tails of it.