[center][u][b]Minamoto Yoshitsune[/b][/u]
Level 1 [7/10]
Sandswept Sky – Temple Oasis
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[@Lugubrious][@Dr Lovecraft][@Dawnrider][@DracoLunaris][@Archmage MC][@Yankee][@ONL][/center]

After helping with the food, he let the teenagers do the cooking while he worked on cleaning himself, rinsing the sand off his clothes, and doing maintenance on his swords. It didn’t take too long before the meat was ready, though, and Yoshitsune was quick to grab a small slice for himself. “Itadakimasu.”

[quote=@Dr Lovecraft]The Medic set to work crafting small metal devices for each of his teammates, save Sectonia and Midna. This required him racing up and down the stairs to acquire materials from the wrecked room, but with Tora's help, every human, cat, nippon, and robot had their own little box that could be attached to any belt or pack they had.[/quote]

Yoshistune eyed the box given to him by the Medic. “What does this do, exactly?” He asked, turning to the german man. He listened politely, if a bit confused, at how the device worked, though understood the basics of its intent. “Arigatou gozaimasu,” the swordsman smiled softly with a small bow.

Then they began thinking of possible names for those under Galeem’s influence. “Everyone here has decent ideas, some better than others, but if I may interject my own idea. I propose we use the term Blinded. Short, gets the point across, and it makes complete sense. After all, what happens if you stare into a light for too long?”

Having heard enough of Sectonia’s speech on the spirits, he looked over the ones available. Seeing what was left, he grabbed two of the roaders. Remembering how they moved, he began thinking of an idea. Roader spirits in hand, he walked over to the side, placed the Roader spirits by his feet, and tried to absorb them both, hoping his plan would work. After they failed to absorb into his feet, he rolled his eyes and held them both up to his chest, imagining wheels on his feet.