Castle of Fire and Ice //OxO, CLOSED//

He started, turning, before getting himself together. He felt his customary mask of cold, cruel amusement slide over him, and he let a cruel smile curve his lips. "She wakes. Now where would the fun in that be, my lady?" His own voice was unrecognizable, cold and amused, husky and promising of many things, none of them good.

Akira laughed, almost scoffing at the other. "That's no way to treat someone, how cruel." She said. Her words were rather sweet, simple, and kept together, despite her woozy state. She slightly moved, just a small wiggle. "I just want to know a detail or two,"

"Oh, no one's ever called me anything other than cruel, darling," he purred. "So there is no reason why I should change this time." He raised an eyebrow at her sweet tone, shaking his head. "You are in no position to ask to know things, my lady."

"Well I know you must be a guy, ladies tend to be a little more sweet to their prey. And then I know you are a mystery, aye? Your words are shrouded in anonymity." Akira told him, with only good intentions in mind. She was beginning to slowly feel a little more, and her body relaxed more than it would have.

"Well, obviously," Caspian said, mock hurt in his voice, although his tone was still low and dark. His lips curved in amusement, and his eyes glinted. "How can anyone mistake me for a woman?" He shook his head. As he did so, he realized that his hood was down, and he pulled it over his pure white hair, so that she couldn't see his… abnormality.

"And how else would I speak? I don't really want anyone to know who I am. You wouldn't, either, if you were me."