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Faye indeed took notice to the statue, the image of himself carved from the living and melded with the ice itself; A monument to his very visage standing before him in sweet suffering. "Hm." he approached with a tilted head, gazing upon the statue. "It is nice." he merely says, drawing his finger tips down the surface of it; Which trails moisture that quickly freezes as his touch leaves the surface. Ice would undoubtedly notice, undoubtedly react when his prince did not give the enthusiasm he most likely expected. "Mm, oh don't get me wrong my dear..." he steps closer to Ice now, his form slightly rising over ice's own height by just a little. "...Its appearance is unmistakable, its craftsmanship flawless, and its precision unequaled. However..." as he nears the faun, one hand draws the left side of the cloak along his left shoulder, draping it so that it covers. "...There are far more stunning images then what this work dares emulate. Far greater...forms of beauty to be found..." he says, as he drapes the other end of the lavish, fluid cape over Ice's body; An arm going along the back of Ice's neck and drawing him closer. "...Certainly though, you have done well. It is marvelous work, of that I know." he grins as he draws Ice in closer, fingers curling in just a little so as to cut his finger claws down Ice's cheek. "Though all the same... You do me too much justice, my beast."

"Ooooh? Really now?" he asked the faun, as his index finger traced along his cheek, toward his lips. The tip slowly circled the rim of Ice's lips, soft as they were. The continued grin on his face was more then enough to allow Ice to know his enjoyment... If not of the touch of those lips, then of the interaction between them. He then slipped his fingertip in, just beyond his lips, and again circled it. "Might you elaborate what it is that you might be thinking of, then?" he closed in with his other hand, moving it under Ice's chin. Slowly, the faun's head would be lifted just a little, enough so that they would be staring into each other's eyes in the most direct sense. Faye leaned in closer, his eyes narrowing, gazing as a lover would. "As...much as I tend to create suspense... I am seldom a fan of it. Hmhmhm... One of my little ironies I suppose..." he whispered sweetly to the faun.

Faye's narrowed eyes widened back to their norm, his left brow raising curiously at this. He certainly noted Ice's eagerness to show him this...gallery of his. The cape that they seemed to share dropped to the floor once the faun took his hand and began to take him. He had no reason not to allow Ice to lead him, and so he was led; Faye walked along with Ice, one hand held and the other slipped into his pocket. Though he was silent the whole way, merely taking in the passage to this blackened door, the scenery around the sanctuary that was the chasm. When arriving, Faye was still silent as the doors opened to release the cold wind; His clothing shifted in the chilled breeze that swept past them. Strands of pink began to touch along his eyes and wave left and right over his face. But the voices which whispered throughout the halls seemed not to bother or faze him. In fact, he barely seemed to even notice the cries, their appearance to him merely an afterthought; A mere thing to him, something he clearly was used to, not that it was any surprise though. When once they arrived into the gallery...and Faye lay his eyes upon the many faces, his movements all at once would stop. His fingers would slip away from Ice, and his hands would merely stay on either side of his waist. His attention was broken only after Ice spoke. He gladly took the mask as the faun handed it to him, staring at him almost. Faye...then raises the mask to his forehead, they touch...and a whisper rises... "Beautiful."

As the next room was offered to be seen, Faye lowered his hand down carefully. With still more to be seen, he placed the mask back in its place. His eyes remained on that form of a head as the hair once again grew back. "Hmm... Show me." Faye would speak, as his eyes set upon Ice again, his hand reaching out so that Ice may take it and lead him onward.

Once again Faye allowed himself to be led onward, to be taken by teh so very eager and gleeful faun. It was...amusing to see him act so, to see this excitement appear onto his face that he often did not show. Faye was more then willing though, more then willing to see more of this twisted gallery the faun held secretively. Upon entering this new room, though, it grew all the more twisted with this next set of faces. And, once lead to the dias and the two empty segments... He grinned. Ice explained, though he did not need to...it was quite clear what he in fact wanted to use these for. "Mm.. Then..." he trailed off a moment, slipping his hands into his pockets. He turned his head to Ice, smirking rather slyly, then taking a step closer to the faun. "You...wish to preserve my face, hm? To...hold forever amongst your memories? Or.." he took another step closer. "...Is there something more? Is there something beyond that which you want with such a mask? Certainly this...is not the only reason you have led me here, to these deep, hollowed...spaces. Hmm...? Certainly there is more on your mind then just to show me this...my sweet, little beast." he leaned toward Ice slowly as he neared him. He knew his responses, he knew his feelings well enough. Certainly...he was aware of Ice's growing lusts...

Still his eyes were narrowed as the kiss was taken. He had not expected, nor quite allowed, the faun such an act so forward. However the moment was given, and then passed, before he could do anything about it. During the kiss though he simply stared, stared at the eyes or perhaps into the eyes of the other creature. "Hmmmm..." the sound coming through his lips in understanding as he nodded. "...Ah...I see now. I see..." he smirked broadly, head tilting to the side and up "So then you wish to know me. To understand me, to see through my eyes and to feel what it is that I feel? You wish to become more...intimate with the thing before you, then? To better comprehend what it is I am, and how it is I think, see, and feel?" a slight, soft chuckle as his eyes closed. The idea was amusing to him...the thought of it causing him that little snicker. "You most certainly are a strange beast. I admit to some sense of flattery... There are not many who willingly try to come so close to creatures like myself... And you are the first that has wanted to come so close to me..." again, he grinned... However, this time it contained that slyness within him. There was a kind of light in his eyes, something of a...sense of intrigue mixed with amusement and slight lust.

"Hmhm, I do not recall having a problem with your wanting to be closer." he said, pointing to Ice...from his side! No sooner had Ice come to the wall further away to examine on eof his masks was Faye already right next to him, inexplicably at that. Oh and he was certainly grinning at that fact, which might slightly surprise the faun. "What I do not appreciate, however... Is you assuming!" his hand came to Ice's back, and with claws digging into the center, he would thrust Ice against the wall harshly. "Assuming how I feel rather then just accepting my amusement." his fingers extended, as did his nails. And as they did, they would further drive themselves into and through Ice's body. "Now do I appreciate you simply walking away from me as if I were some commoner trash, beast." he pulls, drawing Ice's body away from the wall, pulling him away from it with his grip. "Such rudeness..." his tone lowers... "...requires punishment!" he yelled, slamming Ice back against the wall harshly.