[Oh, great. There goes a wall. Well, still three left in this particular room... thrown through it are a pair of fighting figures. One, a Heartless, although soon dispatched; the other, a slim figure - just about identifiable as female - in a sleek bodysuit in greys and blues, and a helmet that maybe owes a little to Vanitas' style. She's carrying an elegant but somewhat plain keyblade with spiral patterns.

As she recovers, she looks around - the helmet disappears in what looks like a puff of data to reveal a girl's face with short black hair and blue eyes. She raises her left arm, with a metal bracer of sorts on it, and speaks into it-]

Flammeche, I need a report, something's not right - I'm somewhere odd... hey, Flam, come in? Are you still mad at me? I said I was sorry for what I said, I was out of line, okay? Just talk to me, I really need some advice...

Unless... you can't hear me...

[Key gripped tightly, she drops her hand to her side. She's starting to look more than a little nervous, biting her lip.]

Then where am I?

((OOC: Well, trying my hand at this whole non-related-to-canons-OC dealy. Keybearer of TEH FUTUREZ. Full info can be found in her journal.))