[center] [h2] [color=ed145b] Hinako Kirishima [/color] [/h2] [/center] 

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Was she lost again? How could she have so easily lost her direction? How could something like the kitsune, derived from the fox, have such a lack of knowledge when regarding location? Were foxes not predatory? One could say then her comments about the nature of beings could be a bit hypocritical. Though perhaps it was not wrong to state that it was merely something of the strange construction of buildings that illuded Hinako. She could eventually get used to these complex structures, however for the time being it was like a maze of sorts, and while she was lead by carrot to the auditorium, she had abandoned her guide who was more focused on something else at the time. 

Hinako began to introspect a bit about the confines of her statements towards Edward and Ascott. She did not believe that she was wrong in this situation. Even if Bea was some sort of monster, she could be certain as to her desires. She was an individual. There were species that enacted some sort of collectivist complexities of singular, identifiable goals, but these tended to be dramatizations of these creatures rather than accurate representatives of their existences. 

But even if that wasn’t the case, Hinako did not wish to see bloodshed again. She had known war since her conception, and though she was not tired or wary of the needed evil that war might be, she would rather not have pointless, resolvable conflicts enter an unresolved state that could lead towards greater problems in the future. Perhaps she could have used “The Voice” against the individuals who disagreed with her, but she tended to dislike utilizing something like that the case of presenting her opinions. The eventual festering of ideas, like puss to a wound, was unsettling to even the once godly authority that held it. 


Such ideas were sent to a halt when Hinako had turned a corner, and with a thud had smacked into something. Had she hit a wall or something? What was going on? She was so lost in her thoughts that it took but a moment to realize what had occurred. Some girl had also turned the corner at the same time she had, leading to a crash. Though her head did hurt from the crash, Hinako chose not to rub it to seem a bit mature about the situation. But one could see that she really wanted to do so. 

[s] Thankfully Hinako was insured by geico. 15 minutes could save you 15% on fox insurance. This is a paid promotion. [/s]

[color=ed145b]  “Are you alright?” [/color] 

Hinako had extended her hand towards the girl as she had asked this. Thankfully the kitsune had been able to keep her balance, but the girl before her seemed to almost have an alien approach to the use of her legs. As if she was not used to them or something. Her suspicions were confirmed when the girl had said she had only gotten her legs “two months ago”. She also wore a swimsuit for whatever reason. Hinako never understood human fashion sense. Perhaps this was some fad that she failed to comprehend? She had seen something like that in a magazine when she was trying to learn about the culture of humanity. Was this just a “fashion statement?” 

[color=ed145b] “I am sorry I was not paying attention to myself. I was a bit lost in thought, but I guess I am also a bit lost in body as well, hahaha. My name is Hinako. What is yours?” [/color] 

That was about the time when Edward had arrived on the scene once more. Though she had gotten into a verbal confrontation with him, it wasn’t as if the fox held any sort of prejudice against the man. She did, on face, dislike the Kirishitan on face due to the ban on their preaching by the emperor, something she supported. Of course, a god would not wish for other deities to be preached about. It was like a business losing to an outside company. 

Ascot held the only identifiable markings someone who followed the faith. She had no idea who the enigmatic Edward was. He claimed to be a human, however his smug actions tended to lead Hinako to believe that he still held some sort of ace in his sleeve. Youkai had been slain by powerful weapons in the past created by humans to fight against something more powerful and deadly than themselves, so the Demi were likely not different. 

To the man who had asked a question, there was only one answer she could provide.

[color=ed145b] “I’m lost tee hee,” [/color] the fox said, sticking her tongue out and lightly thumping her head like some sort of child.