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Shiver's POV
October 11th, 2022 ME
Shiver's living space stood out from the others due to its unique design. Unlike the modern style of the other rooms, Shiver's room was a traditional washitsu, a design that has been employed for centuries throughout the Inkadian Isles. Her room featured classic shoji doors and zabuton for seating, while a futon served as her bed and a kotatsu, a low wooden table covered by a heavy blanket, functioned as her table. The flooring was made of tatami, adding to the traditional aesthetic.
Adorning the wall was an illustration reminiscent of Yakusha-e woodblock prints, depicting an Octoling bearing a striking resemblance to Shiver, wielding a katana and surrounded by various sharks. A katanakake holding that very katana was also displayed alongside the artwork as well as a yumi held up on a wall.
Despite the overall traditional Inkadian atmosphere of Shiver's room, she also incorporated her personal touch by adding a drum set that she loves to play as well as shark's teeth adoring a photo of her clan, in addition to shark plushies along with a Tri-Stringer leaned against a wall.
Shiver: To think the boss would be all lovey-dovey towards Zael. Heh, she really likes that wicked boy. Hope she doesn't mind that I borrow him for the day.
After finalizing her decision, Shiver left her room in search of me. As she strolled down the hallway, she spotted Frye heading in the same direction.
Shiver: I take it you're thinking what I'm thinking, Frye?
Frye: You bet! I'm not waiting around to be the last one to snag that handsome boy!
Shiver: Then let's both borrow him for today. I've secured reservations for us at an inn in Hosenka.
The two girls made their way into the main living room.
In the main living room, Engineer was strumming a tune on his guitar, Scout had executed a handstand, followed by a spinning move with his elbow on the ground, all to the beat of a song from his boombox, and Soldier was sipping from a cup of coffee.
Soldier: I love the smell of a kicked ass in the morning!
Pyro was crafting a balloon before igniting it with a lighter while giggling and clapping. Demoman, Heavy, and Medic were seated at a table, enjoying their respective drinks--Demoman with his bottle of scrumpy, Heavy with a bottle of vodka, and Medic with a tankard of beer.
Sniper: Heh heh heh! That'll do!
Sniper had completed a game of five-finger filet. Spy tossed some cash to Sniper.
Spy: Here. Keep the change.
Sniper: Thanks, mate!
Goggles was fleeing from Rider after pulling down his pants, while Skull savored some sweets and Vintage indulged in extra spicy chicken wings. Callie was preparing to go to the studio for a role in a movie, and Marie was hosting a talk show elsewhere, as Rika fed Kojake some food and James savored a good smoke.
Shiver: Looks like it's bustling around here.
Azazel: Tell me about it, I can't even find a decent spot to take a nap.
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