"Yeah, it's, uh...it looks comfortable," Kyang commented in lieu of knowing much of anything about fashion. She could at least appreciate the craftsmanship.

Kyang was going to try asking another question, but given the pace they were keeping, the doors of the school were already in sight. "Oh, well I guess we can just walk in after all," Kyang said as villagers seemed to creep through the wide open gates to watch the commotion within.

"You know, I never expected to set foot in the Mingdu school." Kyang dipped her head side to side, stretching and emitting small cracking sounds, "I was actually thinking to come here to train, but the only person I knew of that trained here was my great grandfather, and he died without endorsing anyone to go." Kyang wasn't sure if Torako would even be interested, but she spoke on anyway, "So without that and without Daeyang-Gug letting girls into the military, here I am, making do with what I have." Kyang looked to Torako and Liu in turn, "How about you two? Any connection with the school?"