[As the two of them talked, the idea began to take shape in his mind.]
Yeah, yeah. I see what we can go for. [A beat.] Gimme a sec.
[Beat bounds back into his tree house, coming back out a minute later with his sketchbook and a pencil. He settles back down on the stairs and starts working on what he had in mind before he forgets. All the while, he picks up another bun or two to eat with his free hand.
It takes him a couple of minutes but when he's done, he holds up the sketchbook for Susato to see.]
How's somethin' like this look?
[The text she has suggested were front and center in bold letters, written in a graffiti-style tag with an outline to help it stand out. It reads: "Commemuratyon Wall Here".
Behind the words is a brick style background with stray markings here and there to represent the graffiti. The colors are laid out by lines and arrows with the color guide messily scrawled on in Beat's handwriting.]
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Yeah, yeah. I see what we can go for. [A beat.] Gimme a sec.
[Beat bounds back into his tree house, coming back out a minute later with his sketchbook and a pencil. He settles back down on the stairs and starts working on what he had in mind before he forgets. All the while, he picks up another bun or two to eat with his free hand.
It takes him a couple of minutes but when he's done, he holds up the sketchbook for Susato to see.]
How's somethin' like this look?
[The text she has suggested were front and center in bold letters, written in a graffiti-style tag with an outline to help it stand out. It reads: "Commemuratyon Wall Here".
Behind the words is a brick style background with stray markings here and there to represent the graffiti. The colors are laid out by lines and arrows with the color guide messily scrawled on in Beat's handwriting.]