Lelouche stepped off the bus, outside the school. He was 2 minutes late, and that bugged him. It wouldn't have any lasting impact on the rest of his life, or even the rest of his day, but it still bugged him. He rolled his suitcase to the front gate, hesitating only a moment as he opened it. He had to keep a clear mind. The school had a mind reader as its headmistress and while he had done his research into her personality, he could never be too certain that she'd peer too deep into his mind and discover something she ought not to. He took a single deep breathe as he relaxed and continued to the front door. He didn't want to act like he expected someone to greet him, so he simply opened it, wheeling his suitcase in behind him and shutting it. The place was big and nice. It reminded him a bit too much of his home. His original home. The one he had forsaken. But it didn't matter, it was just a mission, just to scope out the terrain. He couldn't be entering a conflict blind. As the Art of War stated, know your enemy and you know yourself. And he'd study both sides of this sword. There wasn't anyone in the foyer, much to his surprise. The security systems must truly be top notch for them to feel this free, and he didn't even see anything to suggest that on his way in. He cleared his throat.

"Hello? Is anybody here?"

"Well hello, you must be Lelouche right", a voice came back from a hallway.

An average looking man stepped out and walked towards him, extending his hand. "Welcome to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. I'm Jason Andrews, the world history professor. Lelouche accepted the handshake, a smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you", Lelouche replied, "I'm looking forward to studying here. Uhm, where will I be sleeping?"

"Right upstairs, I'll take you". Lelocuhe followed Jason upstairs while Jason continued to chat. "You'll be dorming with another promising student in room 2".

"Oh, so you saw my transcript?" Jason nodded his head.

"I'm also aware that despite your high marks, you fail to apply yourself in many situations. I'd like to see that change, but it's ultimately up to you". Lelouche simply nodded, letting the man drone on as he scoped the place out. The manor looked well kept, though still outdated. How on Earth was this place considered safe? Then again, maybe it was, and he could take a tip or two.

Jason opened the door to room 2. It was empty, but obviously already had one occupant, based on the junk on the desk, and messy bed. "Seems Lan is out right now, but he'll be back soon. Let us know if you need to know where anything is, or need help settling in".

"Thank you", Lelouche replied as a formality. As Jason closed the door, Lelouche started unpacking. He had packed light, but the first thing he pulled out was a suitcase with a coded lock. He slid that under the bed for now and started to fill the dresser with his clothes. Playing the student wouldn't be hard for him, he was used to it, and had a partner as well. He stood up and walked to the window, peering out. There was a student, approaching the front door. She had magenta hair, and a gentle look to her, but he knew better. Kallen was very skilled at keeping the broiling ocean that was her personality under wraps. It was only a shame that she didn't know who her partner was. She couldn't. Lelouche's identity was private, and no matter how much he might trust her, it simply wasn't the time for anyone but C2 to know who he was. He looked over to the desk. His timing had been perfect, landing him in the room same room with his target. He'd feign general interest but lack of knowledge in the mechanics behind Lan's inventions, but when the time was right, would manipulate the clueless kid to do his bidding. Or simply use his power, though he seriously doubted he'd need to go that far. With a quick exhale, he went to the bed, pulling his laptop out of his back, and laid down, relaxing.