Yul's lips quirked. "I actually don't have much trouble talking to Crane, or so it seems."

As Shoan spoke, Yul blinked, confusion evident on his handsome features. "Shot in your bed? What... no, nevermind." He shook his head. "You wouldn't be able to tell me."

He sighed, looking at Shoan with narrowed eyes. "You know, as we were running, I was thinking, here's a person with a lot more going on than she's showing. I guess this just shows that I didn't know the half of it."

The... was it a joke? Either way, it earned Shoan a snort of laughter and a raised eyebrow from Yul.

Yul grinned. "Not me. What you see is what you get. Flyboy who loves flying." The grin faded. "Except I guess everyone has a story, more of one than you can tell just by looking at them."

He crossed his arms again. "But if you're an open and shut book, I guess the hard part is opening it. Unlike Hyeon-ju-san, who I'm half convinced really is ice on the inside, I think you feel stuff. You just..." Yul waved a palm in front of his face, "-shut the book."

Yul waved a hand. "No, that's fine. We're proud of our uniqueness."

An amazed look flickered over Yul's handsome features at that comment, finally settling on a grin. "Wow. Murame-san. I did not see that one coming. Well done."

Shaking his head, he finally turned his smirk on her. "Can't wait to see you in that dress. I bet you can really pull it off."

Yul waited patiently as the joke made it's way to Shoan's lips. When it finally did, Yul grinned, shaking his head. "Wow. Murame-san, I think I've underestimated you. Or, at least, misestimated you. I didn't expect to be hearing that sort of thing from you this morning." He tone was gently teasing.

Still... he couldn't help but let his eyes wander up and down her lanky form. "I wouldn't presume." Yul said, smiling. "But you're making me more and more curious about this date. And this dress."

He shook his head. "If I don't start moving again soon, I'm gonna stiffen up." Possibly also if they didn't change the subject. "You wanna walk back through this neighborhood? Maybe we'll find some other interesting places."

"Oh yeah?" Yul smirked; it was really a rather charming smirk, matching his open, handsome features well. "Maybe we should wait another minute then."

But then the smirk became a grin. "Ready when you are, Murame-san."

It seemed entirely plausible, as Yul seemed to gain a second wind, settling into a steady running rhythm. It wasn't long before he drew apace with Shoan, and then the lead as her stamina reserves began to flag...

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Well, if not easy, Yul at least made it look good.

He half-turned as he jogged, but quickly aborted that as his legs wobbled a little. "Thanks, Murame-san. You keep giving me chances to test it." Was his smile casual, or playful? It was a little hard to tell.

Once they'd reached the top of the street, it looked like they were getting back to the inner part of the city. Yul came to a halt, panting once more. "Okay... I think that's it. I don't want to be all worn out for the miai event. Not to mention that I need a shower." Indeed, he'd sweated noticeably, his tank-top clinging to his chest.

Yul smirked. "I'll be ready for you, Murame-san."

He grunted, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah. And..." He shrugged. "Well, we've gotta look good. That's a more important part of this whole thing than I think a lot of people want to admit."

Yul paused, crossing his arms over his chest, and turning to look at Shoan.

After a moment he shrugged. "People stand out in different ways, Murame-san. People like you and me aren't going to have the fabulous outfits of the Crane. Or Hyeon-ju-san." Yul grimaced. "We've just got to do the best we can with what we have, just like with everything else."

Smirking, he pulled his aviators from his pocket, putting them on. "There, that's my thing."

Yul nodded agreeably. "Alright. Until next time then, Murame-san. Whether that's another chance meeting, or our date. Either way, I look forward to it."

He gave her a quick bow, lowering his aviators enough to let his brown eyes glint at her as he smiled. And then he straightened, heading off.

/scene?