[b]IF[/b]

It was all weird, even by her standards. One moment IF ('Iffy' to her friends) had been walking down the road, headed towards Leanbox and a meeting with Lady Vert on her invitation. She was always up for that sort of thing, admiring Lady Vert as she did (to say nothing of the jealousy over certain things). With a journey just completed the chance to relax would be more than welcome, and IF had made to bring at least a few souvenirs for her friends, which she planned to distribute once she had arrived at her destination. 

Then the next second she had been falling, her leg swept out from under her like she was about to fall into another cavern. Except there was no cavern, no ground. Just falling and blackness. "Wha-What!" Her cry rang through the air, echoing on and on towards the infinite expanse. Was this Arfoire's doing? Some random glitch? She didn't know. She could only hope that it ended soon. 

At last she landed, IF landing in a ready stance as she looked around. It was nice that she hadn't landed on her butt, but this place was very strange. Almost like Compa's room, with lots of pink, soft material on the floor, and a strange air to it all. Looking around she saw that she wasn't the only one here, with a group of people beside her and a pink haired girl with a star decoration in her hair. Her confusion didn't vanish, but she found herself asked if she could lend an ear to some problem that this girl had.

The others seemed eager to agree as well, so she let a hand rest on her hip as she nodded. "Sure, I don't see why not," she agreed, before waiting to see what Charmeine had to say
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[b]Ulith[/b]

Pain. 

That was what Ulith felt. Pain. 

Her body had been torn, battered, assaulted not just by Mayu, but by the....things, that had emerged from that window. In the meanwhile, her mind burned with anger and rage. She had been fighting, had been winning, but Mayu had sold her out! Something that she could never forgive or forget. But there was nothing to be done about it now.

Except, to her surprise she found that she wasn't as dead as she should have been. Perhaps it had all been a ruse? that was something she wouldn't have put past the master of the White Room, even if it did look (and feel) very authentic. Bu the pain was fading away, and her consciousness returning. The fact that she still looked like her LRIG self paid credence to that, though she was already looking forward to giving Mayu a piece of her mind for that stunt. 

Yet as she opened her eyes she found that she wasn't in the White Room anymore, much to her confusion. The presence of black was the main sight of that, as well as the furniture that wasn't just a bed or what have you. She wasn't the only one here as well, being joined by a man with crazy long legs as well as other individuals who looked like they had been pulled from WIXOSS. In front of them was a girl, grey skinned with an impressive sword to boot, and Ulith found her interests kindled almost immediately. 

Okay, so perhaps this wasn't the White Room, wasn't Mayu, might not even be related to WIXOSS at all. But she was here, was still alive, still had power. With the question that this girl asked, it almost made her laugh. So, this girl wanted to make a utopia? She sounded almost like one of those stupid idealists who she had crushed in WIXOSS all the time. Make a utopia? There was no way that could happen.

"Sure, why not. I've got nothing better to do," she agreed with a nod, a grin coming to her features. Oh yes, she might not believe in the goal that this girl was proposing, but she could have some fun here either way.