Serpents In The Sand [Kita/Safira]

It seemed her reputation preceded her. That made her a little cheerful to hear that her existence was held to some level of revere but this little arrancar wanted to talk about it with such uncouth behaviour that it really bothered her. She didn't want to see her standing there in resistence, she wanted to see the arrancar grovel for putting her in this position.

So her reiatsu responded in kind to Kita's insistence on standing. The air growing dense and heavy. Everything was being dragged towards the ground like the weight of multiple buildings were on top of the area. If this girl wanted to hold columns up then Safira was happy to stack them. It wasn't like she was really exerting herself much here but the girl's physical body was unfortunately more resilent than her spiritual power let on.

"Remember, it has nothing to do with what I'm doing here. You're in my domain. What are you doing here and who brought you?"

As she spoke the question the pressure grew to try and coerce an answer out of Kita. The former Espada's face growing into a scowl when she noticed a crack forming in the wall from the environment being put under as much stress as Kita was but far less durable.

"Oh. You're one of my Klein's? Well this all could've been avoided had you just spoken up earlier."

Safira explained and the pressure vanished, receeding back into the layers of her skin to make up her layered hierro that bolstered her defences considerably. Sure Kita might've reacted and took advantage of the sudden freedom that she had although Safira wasn't so foolish as to not direct most of her reiatsu into defensive measures. Kita would need a fair bit to get through one, let alone multiple layers of her hierro to harm her.

"Transparency makes conversation a lot easier, you know? If you want strong opponents that can be arranged."

How irritating. Safira admittedly was a little irritated that Klein hadn't brought this one to her directly. Now she'd damaged her nice marble walls because of needing to make this mutt grovel at her feet. Whatever, she had tenacity and would be useful enough.

"That's right, is that so surprising? He's an interesting little one and I care quite a lot about him."

Maybe not about him specifically but his uniqueness and what he offered was valuable enough to her that she had considerable investment in him unless he thought it was smart to betray that trust. Then she wouldn't have an issue with cutting him off like a cancer, she couldn't have accessories of herself being problematic now could she?

"Now that that's settled. Would you like to relax yourself or do you need me to do that for you?"

Safira was quite confident she could infect Kita with something to calm her down and make her more relaxed, even if it might carry some other effects in relation to settling her such as dulling her senses and making her feel a little tipsy. Though Safira wondered if that'd even be a bad thing with how obnoxiously bestial this one was.

"My my. You really ought to learn to not be a slave to your instincts."

Safira chided the weaker arrancar though was more than willing to facilitate the situation. It saved her more trouble to just tame the wild beast right now than risk damage to her property, so she bent down and cusped Kita's chin to lift it up. There were a couple of methods that she could employ to transmit her poison into Kita though the most obvious way of poisoning a water source, or attacking her, were off the table. They weren't accessible or it would provoke her and make it more difficult.

That left body fluids and if Kita thought she carried enough weight to make Safira draw her own blood then she had better think again. One was just unbecoming for the both of them which left the final solution and so she leaned into the force her foe to kiss her.

It must fill her with so much hatred and loathing to have the object of her bloodlust reduce her to this state. The mixing of their saliva turning into a potent sedative which would lull Kita's body into a relaxed state and cloud her judgement just enough to put a pin in that compulsion. A band-aid really. Safira had no intention of turning this into some filthy makeout session with this mutt but she had to ensure that Kita wouldn't explode like a timebomb in the intrim.

"Because I want you calm. Now come along, you didn't absorb that much and I don't care to taste you anymore than I have. You should have a few minutes before it wears off. Now, come along."

Referring back to the large roman bathhouse that was mentioned earlier, it was pretty convenient where she had opted to bring Kita after all. It would only take a few minutes of Safira leading the way before getting into an illuminated room with a large pool of warm water in the middle. It was the closest source of water which was large enough to suit her needs.

"Get undressed and then into the water."

Safira commanded while taking a seat on the edge to taint the water with her reiatsu and turn it into a catalyst for her poison to inhabit. A nice soak in this and Kita should get a day or so of being calm and maybe a little too relaxed to the point of airheadedness but at least she wouldn't explode like a bomb. This also gave her a chance to explain the rules to the other arrancar.

Her house. Her rules.