Shinjo Yul wrote:
"Murame-san." Yul blinked in mild surprise at the unfamiliar name, but it was gone in a moment. He nodded at her words, acknowledging without comment; one didn't really comment on Akodo-kami's words to a Lion.
He smiled casually. "Sure am. It's funny, huh, the miai?" Yul shrugged, as he stepped to his own section of the dojo; close enough to talk, but a respectful distance.
Now divested of all his weaponry, Yul began a stretching routine, legs and arms both. "I'm guessing you're here for the miai too. What do you think so far?" He gave her another casual smile, but this one had a curious look attached to it.
Slight frown"HIA!"
More repetition of strikes"I am not sure how it is humorous Shinjo-san, although I have been told that perhaps I have a slightly different grasp of what is amusing. For example, corduroy, that is hilarious."
Finally the Lion seems satisfied with her strike and she lowers her blade to a resting position as she sucks in a few deep breaths as her vibrant red tattoos peak out from beneath the Gi"As for how it the miai is progressing thus far, I would say it is....adequate. I would not want to insult our guests by saying otherwise, even though....."
Another frown "...Shinjo-san, are you sharing rooms with other participants?"