Might have gone a little HAM with painting these past few days. There was a lot of ideas and a few new things I wanted experiment with.
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[Trying out a little more quick storyboard-sketching w/ writing real-quick.]
Setting:
[The two lean over the railing, the commotion below muffled by soft winds punctuated by the occasional metal-creaking. They take turns asking each other questions, some of the answers met with incredulity and amused scoffs. For a brief moment the sense of familiarity returns, though it does feel somewhat bittersweet.]

E.: "- It was the Championship-Deathmatch' and the winner got to walk free from the cage: no more contracts, no more servitude.. -so yeah, found out later that was a big fucking lie."
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