Mummy's Little Boy [Klein, Safira]

"Klein, dear~. Come here."

She sang into the empty room, it was an extravagent room that was every bit as obscene as its occupant. Every single detail was made in a vain and overbearing way which was almost sickening to anyone that would look upon it. The decor wasn't bad nor was it exactly unpleasing either given that it was built in a very traditionally roman fashion though it was lavish and enough to make any humble person's gut turn over.

It was a wonderful picture of vanity, just for the queen herself.

The arrancar gave it a few minutes, his name carried on the wind so that as long as he was in the general vicinity of her little leisure resort island then her sweet voice could penetrate his skull with her beckons. Everyone else was not privvy to her call, it was all for him.

That's because she had a job for him, and she was feeling so generous that she'd deliver it to him in her underwear.

"Aha, I'm glad you noticed Klein. I hope your eyes are sufficiently indulged but please, keep those ears alert and listen closely."

She beamed, it was natural for someone like her to adore worship from others. Their very attention being on her meant that they appreciated the beauty of her. Not that she cared much for what their thoughts on it was, as the one who embodied the zenith of pride it was natural that as a hollow she did not feel empty when she was so full of herself.

"I would like you to seek out arrancar and hollows for me. The former I am not picky about but the latter I am. I'm not interested in worthless plain hollows, I want you to scout the ones with interesting powers. Your unassuming nature should serve you well with the tasks. You're welcome to collect them if you feel confident, if your lucky at the table you might even hit the jackpot when you cash in."

Safira wanted information. Hollows were valuable tools and arrancar would be serviceable, she had no expectation for her craven little subordinate to actually bring back some decent prizes but if he did bring back some decent hollows to force under her control and abuse their powers for her own ends then that was quite useful.

This business venture with Eliane would surely require some tricks up their sleeve if the House was going to stay winning.

"Naturally, Klein. My, my. All the half-decent hollows hide away in that dreary realm. The stupid plain ones are the trash that the Gotei get to deal with."

She chided him for that silly question, emerald eyes coming to open a little slightly and pierce him with a look that was as sweet as honey but laced with a subtle poison. Enchanting, no? Of course! There was nothing in this world that could give Klein as much satisfaction as her alluring eyes, even if he insisted otherwise he was simply too hollow to realise it yet.

"Be sure to talk loudly or come closer. You wouldn't want to make me strain my ears to hear your voice, would you?"

A beneign comment which could be taken as predatory in luring the weaker prey closer to make it easier to catch. It was fun to make him sweat a little bit after all. He was completely safe though, there was no point culling something that had use to her.

What an interesting foot to start with. Lilynette Gingerbuck, Starrk's other half. Klein had failed to mention the other half of the Primera Espada which left her a little curious. The two went hand-in-hand after all, had he died? It was possible. She had heard that many of the Espada had died during the Winter War and yet they were somehow still alive. The was only one real explanation.

That damned Octavo Espada. She was aware that he had cloned himself even though he reportedly died in his conflict with the invaders before his defection but it irked her to think he might've created a clone of them all, even her. It did open up possibilities though. Having fodder was quite convenient.

"She did, hmm? It sounds like someone hit the jackpot then to meet half of the most powerful Espada and live to tell the tale. Would you like to share the details of your encounter? If you're shy about it you're welcome to whisper it to me."

She mused while gently running a polished nail over her thigh, inviting him to sit down but leaving him right on top of the most dangerous thing in the room.

Of course she could, Safira was keenly aware that Klein was capable but pathetically weak at the end of the day. She didn't keep him around for his power but for his other uses thankfully. He should just keep aspiring to remain useful if he wants her continued support but he was doing fine so far. The arrancar though was not keen to try to collar that dog though, it had nothing to do with the feeling that she couldn't beat Lilynette but from a disdain for things that reminded her of the Espada and the scarred pride she wore as a result of them.

Good riddance.

"Well someone seems like they had fun."

She sang in his ear and wrapped her arms around him, Safira's body wrapping around him in a relatively benign embrace to keep him nice and close.

"So tell me more. Not about the arrancar that you clearly don't have a chance to make into any use for us. I like useful details Klein, not tales of your sexual conquests."

Her voice washed over him and her nudity was an advantage if she wanted to drug him with a little bit of poison to loosen his lips. Not that she'd ever showcased much of her abilities to the company that she kept. Weapons were meant to be kept close to the chest and used sparingly after all. An individual should never live long enough to develop a means to counter a weapon if the wielder was any good.

Maybe he needed a little more encouragement? She was feeling generous today.

"You won't get me all hot and bothered with stories like that after all."