Oh, My Poor Head [Abalia, Gamu]

She smiled when she saw the face that came into her office. The captain leaning over the desk with the poise of a predator, thankfully for Abalia she was subserviant but to any other individual that innocent face might've wanted to devour them. For this particular woman she only wanted to know the sensation of being consumed by this being that had reached an apex beyond her own. So long as Gamu never achieved that kind of potential herself, the woman named Abalia could control her but in that small chance that Gamukira Kurotsuchi surpassed her. It would mean the end of their silly back and forth. At least in her current behaviour.

"Oh? My input you ask for? To what do you offer me Abalia for my insights?"

It was a game that she never tired of, demanding more of this woman only to receive domination in response. To receive nothing but the threat of giving Abalia what she wanted in return for the chance to continue crawling in her shadow like the monster this woman was. It was just so delightful, right?

"Well. Move those lips to cadence of what you want, Abalia. Am I finally out of use?"

She knew that she wasn't. There was so much that she could still do for Abalia that she felt confident there was still things to be wringed out of her if the captain commander wanted.

"Hmm?"

She stared at Abalia with a jubilant smile that betrayed nothing of what she thought inside, there was no inclination which betrayed what went inside the bubblegum monster's head.

"Of course. If your emotions betray your capacity to lead and dominate then your emotions are a weakness which you now carry."

Gamu said while standing up and sitting on top of her desk, looming over Abalia like a bird of prey that was intently watching how Abalia responded to what she said.

"So, are you weak? You're not here to ask me to reasssure you or tell you that everything's okay... So does that mean my little Abby is looking to me for help as to how to proceed with her own self-discovery of weakness? Do you loathe this sudden awareness of inability to control two individual organisations?"

"That's so hot."

She spoke with no hesitation or any tinge of bashfulness to her tone. There was just the reality of it, what kind of individual except those at the apex could so casually decide? Forsake all those poor individuals for her own selfish whims of wanting to indulge in pleasure. How could she not find that so alluring? It just got her so excited.

"Well, if you are so inclined then forsake them to the wolves. Throw those petty people into the horizon and let them fend for themselves while you indulge like the predator you are, feast on whatever you want and indulge to the fullest extent of enjoyment you can take."

Pure hedonism, or rather presenting the idea that everything to someone like Abalia was able to be discarded or given worth by her own whim. That life itself had only meaning if she decided so, anything that was not deemed as necessary or allowed was secondary. If she wanted to throw either to the wolves then she ought to. Even if Gamu was asserting that to do so would involve making such a decision, to be either animal or god. What would her emotions say?

It was all so enticing and simply delicious to Gamu. She wanted to watch.

This selflessness thing of her's was so peculiar, Gamu even noted in it many of her experiments and human trials. The behaviour of one forgoing their own wellbeing for another, it was just such a bizzare kind of thing to possess. Where was the self-preservation? The need to continue to live? Self-preservation is the only thing she understood of humans beside the need to acquire power over eachother, the way they clinged and crawled above their peers to survive or rule them.

"Is that so?"

Gamu sat back in her desk, flexing a little bit of her reiatsu in the room until it'd have a physical presence. An environment that made Abalia's body need to work just a little bit harder to be in the other captain's presence. Unfortunately she wouldn't feel that dread, the psychological impacts of her existence like other insects might - a rather attractive trait - but it was important for her next question.

"So do you fear death? You don't feel inclined to claw up the mountain in a desperate attempt to live like others do but lift them all up... Why? Other people can't be that important, you don't even know most of those people."

Ah it was so exciting when her own heart raced, adrenaline through her system and the primal fear that made her thoughts rush. A flight or fight response that only this woman could give her which was more potent than any drug. Though their worldviews were antithetical, Abalia's wishes sounded so boring and uninteresting. What a boring life and world she proposed where there was no need to grow.

"Suffering's inherent from the moment you are conceived, the very soul cycle is clearly modelled to promote it. Power, pain, dying. These are the core of the reality you're in, and yet you choose to deny it?"

Gamu's spiritual pressure receded, it was going a lot more philosophical than she intended initially and it was a tangent which went away from the point that she asked about. Maybe she did want Abalia to understand, agree with her on some fundamental level and acknowledge the fact that she was correct. To validate her entire existence and driving attitude.