[X] Resist fully. She is pushing past two millennia old. Harder temptations have been evaded after all these years.
Slowly and steadily, Hinako closed her eyes, shutting the sense of sight from seeing the lifeblood. Her keen sense of smell, however, continued to be active. The pungent smell of blood, of death and despair, clung tight to the room and thus, the desire to simply quench her thirst is amplified.
'This is nothing', she thought. She can endure more than this. She had endured more, and persevered.
The time when she heard the news that he died. When she wept beside his grave for countless days and nights. When she had simply thought to simply end it all, and fall into a deathless slumber. When she simply had thought to ravage the lands, in revenge of those who had wronged her.
But those wouldn't be what he wanted. No, those wouldn't. So she didn't.
This?
This is nothing more than a mere trifle.
She did not know how long she meditated with the memories of those old times gone by, but it doesn't matter. With a heave, Hinako pushed up, the rubbles pinning her back weighing nothing more than feathers and slid off of her. Her legs have regenerated enough and her arms are unburnt once more. She looked down, back at the corpse of Daybit, his glassy violet eyes still peering onto the unknown distance.
Hinako knelt, and closed his eyes.
The time for mourning, she decided, will come later. When the dust has settle-
"Shifting to the final stage of the Rayshift system. Coordinates 2004 AD, January 30. Fuyuki, Japan." The calm robotic voice clashes with the chaos of the Control Room.
"Mash!" A girl's voice resounded through the fire-torn room. An oddity, for Hinako thought everyone had died.
No, there's still a possibility. Her ruminations of the past must have made her unaware of her surroundings.
But regardless, there's a more pressing matter. The Rayshift was about to start. Why would it start?
As in on cue, the lights of the command room, or what was left of them, flared red.
"Warning to all observing staffs, Chaldea's status is changing. SHEBA is not detecting any traces of the human civilization in the next hundred years."
That would certainly be a reason enough. At the same time that Chaldea is bombed, the Human Order got destroyed. A coincidence, this is not.
Briskly, Hinako made her way to the survivors. Soon to singular, judging by the faint heartbeat.
"I-It's too late, Senpai. I-I..."
"Don't give me that, Mash. This... we can get the doctor to patch you u-" The girl, wearing the standard Chaldean uniform, whirled towards Hinako, surprise clear on her eyes. "W-Who are you?"
The Elemental looked at Mash. Ah, the homunculi. Hinako is surprised that she survived for as long as she did. The blood pooling out from her form is an indication of her remaining longevity though. That is to say, short. She kneeled down, black eyes facing violet eyes once more. Held by an alive person this time, at least for a short while more.
"I said, who are you?!" Hinako turned, looking at the Master candidate in front of her, bravado and fear intermixing in her expression. Ah, right. The one that fell asleep and then left the command room. How lucky.
And how suspicious. She is not taken to being extremely suspicious to new people but at these sorts of times, trust is not easily gained.
How should Hinako respond:
[] Coldly. Here is a Master who managed to, by all odds, survive the blast by virtue of not being there. She cannot discount any machinations and contingency plans from Marisbilly, even five years after his passing.
[] Professionally. Establish her credentials as the Master of A Team. Impress upon the newbie that she is the leader in this troublesome and unfortunate series of events.
[] Emphatically. Here is a Master who survived, whether through blind luck or some other causes unknown at the moment, the blast that killed just about every other Master here. Hinako can afford to be at least a bit caring and understanding. Not everyone is a True Ancestor, after all.
