Artist: Mogeko Castle - Song: MaouDamashii Town 10 - Word Count:
Kamui was honestly surprised, not a feat that was normally accomplished. He was not expecting Sophia to take so much initiative so quickly. Just a moment ago she had held a rather defensive posture and now she was very eager to quickly and tightly take his hand and lead him on a magical little adventure through Soul Society. It wasn't necessarily unwelcome, Kamui much, much preferred aggressive women, but he was still somewhat taken aback by it...it was not behavior he would have expected so much as thirty seconds ago. It was a welcome surprise at the very least, perhaps there was more to enjoy from her. Then the next curveball came pretty soon after. For a woman who had so easily maneuvered around a being who, spiritually, was far stronger than her and then so confidently and directly gripped his hand and dragged him for their merry jaunt across Seireitei, Sophia blushed rather easily. It wasn't a reaction that was exactly foreign to Kamui, blushing women were a pretty steady constant in his life, but not in the typically more...aggressive ones he tended to meet. If her objective was to be more interesting she was succeeding, she managed to completely throw him off guard in that aspect, like a mystery wrapped in an enigma.
It was hard to say what emotion she was feeling at that moment. Typically when a woman looked at his eyes that deeply, her objective for "tying him up" was a little less suited for civilized conversation. Kamui, typically, would have jumped to that conclusion and assumed there was a little bit more going on in her head than the simple lesson he was trying to teach, or perhaps she realized Kamui's penis was basically a control rod and that she was hoping to use her rather abundant charm and sexuality to lower his guard. Regardless of the motive, Kamui held off on jumping to the conclusions that he had so frequently jumped to prior. Though to be fair, he wasn't so sure if that hesitation was justified given what she did next. Sophia closed any remaining distance between them and intimately, affectionately traced her fingers through his hair, down to his cheek, prompting Kamui to comfortably close his eyes at her touch, affirming their calming effect for her. She'd slowly trace down his arms before pressing against his own finger tips as the energy swirled around them before, with a soft, sexy little whisper, they coalesced around Kamui's wrists. It was a powerful spell and as he noticed her tails vanishing in to the air, he imagined she used quite a bit of her power to do this, to show off. Amusing.
"You would assume correctly, it's not a situation I'm used to, no, but one I'm sure I wouldn't mind experiencing with you later tonight. Magic, across all species, is an equation. You are putting something forth, whether it be reiatsu, thought, energy, feelings, and you are influencing the world in a way to produce the desired effect. The problem, is that the world isn't static, the world is fluid, it is ever changing...and if your equation is not fluid as well..."
To Sophia, it'd seem to happen in almost an instant. It wouldn't hurt for Sophia to have taken a lesson out of the playbook that the combat division was being forced to learn. There was such a thing as dedicating too much energy to something. She made her bindings incredibly powerful, expending a good amount of energy to do so...and it wasn't necessary. In terms of raw strength, Kamui was not especially impressive. His main quality was skill and finesse, weaving through problems rather than headbutting them over. The way he spoke, the way he talked, the way he moved all showcased this reality. Kamui was toned, but hardly carried the muscles of someone who could overpower the bindings, it would never be his play. Sacrificing more energy to enhance the strength of the bindings was dedicating more resources than was necessary, she wouldn't have much left to stop what he'd do next. Kamui's wrists were apparently as fluid as the world, or at the very least the size of them were. Kamui's arms began to change, subtly at first, as the arms themselves shrunk, his arms mirroring those of a much smaller child for but a moment, but a moment's separation from her bindings was all he needed. Kamui's hands darted out from her bindings, transforming back as soon as he cleared the now tension-less bindings and the energy itself would simply fall to the way side.
Those hands weren't done though and they would reach forward and take her own hands in to his, giving them a gentle but tight squeeze in the process. Kamui flashed her another, self-satisfied grin at his own little success. He had ulterior motives for the woman, Kamui would always have ulterior motives for everyone, but these words that followed were honest, a rare sight from a Sugiura who so firmly played the shell and shadow games that had epitomized his career thus far. This was a woman he wanted, not just for the aforementioned night of roped up debauchery, but genuinely for her own benefit and for the team Kamui was putting together. Sophia would be able to truly feel that radiating through his warm grasp on her hands, even if she wasn't specifically attuned to to read other people's emotions and motives. Of course she'd definitely sense some of those ulterior motives as well.
"Potential is not something you lack, but it seems experience and knowledge of the world and methods beyond this fortress might be. Come with me, let me teach you how to make that equation fluid, adaptive and when you return to Soul Society, no one will even remember that the magicians of the Gotei were ever in a rough shape, when you return you'll turn the Kido Corp on its head and make the name a point of pride on every Shinigami's lips. It won't be a lost art, you'll bring it back to the light."