[X] You will contact her through phone as Zero, but also contact her in person as Lelouch to get a better read on her character.
-[X] Plan Skipping Gym
You decide it best to approach this from two different angles. She's a terrorist, and you don't know enough about her to expose any of your secrets - perhaps later, if she turns out to be trustworthy, but not before. Still, best to keep her close where you're able to observe. You also need to find out why an apparently Britannian student is working as a terrorist for an Eleven cell.
"Lelouch, what are you looking at? Perhaps you have a crush on her?" Rivalz, who hasn't forgotten the jab of before and is obviously intent on merciless revenge, playfully tells you from behind your back.
"I just think that's unusual to see her." You reply, unfazed. "If I am not mistaken, she hasn't been at school since the opening ceremony, has she?" You may not care much, but you
do pay attention to who is in your class.
Your blue haired friend takes out a notebook and begins flipping the pages until he finds what he is looking for. "Kallen Stadtfeld. They say she's sick or something. She only showed up occasionally last year too. But her grades are top-notch. She's the only heir to the Stadtfeld family, which means she's well-bred and rolling in money. Man, you sure know how to pick 'em." He playfully elbows you.
You wave him off. "It's nothing like that."
"Denial, denial." He grins. "A bit too sheltered though if you ask me."
Right. If all sheltered young girls are as good with Knightmares at her, then you're going to recruit them en-masse. But now you have a name and some details: acting as a meek and weak person, good grades, doing dangerous activities in her free time with a 180° turn in personality...
You blink. Are you describing her, or yourself? That's a pretty amazing coincidence. This needs investigating.
As the lesson begins you open your cellphone under the desk and write a message.
"Milly, do you know a girl called Kallen Stadtfeld?"
"Lulu! I have lesson right now. You bad boy, you! 
But you're forgiven! Now tell me all about the girl that managed to impress our dear ice prince ♥ ♥ ♥!"
You resist the urge to facepalm.
"It's not like that. I recognized her as one of the terrorists I helped."
"Ah. Oh dear, I suppose it makes sense."
"What do you mean?"
"Grandfather told me about her. According to her middle school transcripts she is half-Japanese, born from Viscount Stadtfeld's previous marriage."
An half, uh? This explains a lot.
"Why did Ruben wanted to talk about her?"
"We talked about adding her to the Student Council. Officially because she can't join any other club due to her weak body (which I assume it's an act?). Unofficially, to help her keep her past hidden."
Ah Ruben, always thinking about the well-being of his students first. But that's also why you respect him.
"Let's do it. Adding her to the Council I mean. I will also need your help to set up an encounter with her group. Wait for me in the student council room."
"Okey dokey. Keep her safe Lelouch, even if a terrorist she's still a student her. Buh-bye :-* :-*"
You close your phone, put it away and raise your hand. "I'm sorry professor, can I go to the bathroom?"
"Make it quick Lamperouge, we're about to reach an important topic."
"Yes sir." You leave the classroom and enter the nearest bathroom. Once you make sure nobody else is there you raise two fingers. "I want two of you to follow the redheadgirl: gather information and ensure she doesn't harm any of the other students. If the latter happens attack to submit, not kill."
Then you raise one finger. "Another one will go in my room and open the third drawer to the right of my desk. Bring me the item inside."
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'Are they really afraid of a single bee? The poor insect is probably more afraid than them.' You deadpan in your mind as you see the girls Stadtfeld hang around with panic and flee.
By pure luck the redhead runs in your direction and hide behind the bushes, the bee following her. Once she thinks she is hidden she stands up calmly and look at the bee buzzing around. "I don't get it, why is it following me? I wonder if there is a beehive around here?" She mutters before smacking the bee out of the air, faster than a supposedly sickly girl should be able to.
"Good movements, but she lacks finesse." Seyrun comments.
"That, and killing prey without eating it? Wasteful."
'Insects are not among the most common Britannian types of food.' You inform him while slowly walking towards her.
'Though I suppose it counts as an exotic specialty.'
"Geez, I hate this! I am sick of acting like a freaking invalid!" Kallen Stadtfeld mutters before biting into a sandwich. Then she looks over to see you standing there, clearly having witnessed her deft killing of the bee and breaking the false character she plays at school. Taking the sandwich from her mouth, she asks "I-is there something you want from me?"
"Miss Stadtfeld, I'm Lelouch Lamperouge, the Student Council Vice-President. Could you please come with me? The President would like to speak with you." You put on your best smile, and she actually blushes for a moment. "Oh, and don't worry, I'll keep your secret."
She tenses up, clearly worried. Still smiling, you put her at ease. "I'd do anything to get out of gym class, too."
The dumbfounded look on her face is priceless. "I-uh-what?" She coughs before smiling awkwardly. "Right, of course it's that! Oops? Could you...you know...please not tell anybody? It's embarrassing..."
"No problem. Now please come, the President doesn't like walking."
"O-Okay." She hesitates before starting to follow you. "What does the President want with me?"
"I don't know." You lie. "You will have to ask her yourself."
Milly is already there when you reach the Council room. "Kallen Stadtfeld? I'm Milly, the Student Council President. Nice to meet you!" Milly greets the redhead before shaking her hand vigorously.
"Nice to meet you too?" Kallen replies, evidently overwhelmed by Milly's personality.
"You aren't in any club, right?" Kallen shakes her head. "Then do you want to join the Student Council?"
"Eh?!"
"That's a great idea." You smile and nod sagely. "We really need another pair of hands. Was it your idea?"
"No, it was grandfather's. Since all students must join a club in their second year." She turns to the redhead with a smile. "What do you think?"
Kallen smiles weakly. "I really appreciate it, but I don't think..." She starts before Milly interrupts her.
"No need to be so stiff." She walks behind her and puts her hands on the redhead's shoulders. You were honestly expecting her to go lower. "Let me and Lelouch tells you all about how good of a job it is..."
You wonder if it is because it's you and Milly, or just two Exalts against a mortal, but it doesn't take long for Kallen to lose her reservations and agree. "Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to try it out."
"That's great!" The blonde hugs the redhead, eliciting a squeal from the latter. "Lelouch, gives Kallen a roundup of what she will needs to do. We will organize a proper welcoming party tomorrow at the clubhouse. Is that okay?"
"But of course Madam President." You reply before opening the door for her like a perfect gentleman.
When she walks past you hand her the tape recorder out of Kallen's sight.
"Actually I am going to do a series of surprise inspections on the other clubs starting today, so I will not be present much for the rest of the week." You tell Kallen as you take out the documents and arrange them neatly on the table. "I will cover as much as possible in the limited time we have. Please hold the fort until I'm back, okay?"
"Yes, thank you for the help. But surely it's not that hard?"
"It's not. The real hazard is Mi-" At that moment the phone rings. "Excuse me." You walk to the phone and answer the call. "Hello? This is the Ashford Academy Student Council."
"This is
sooo exciting!" Milly squeals. "I am in the boy's bathroom, and about to engage in a secret operation!"
...Nope, not touching that. "Oh?" You feign surprise before handing the phone to Kallen. "It's for you."
"For me?" Kallen replies confused before taking it. "Hello?"
"Glad to see you're okay Q-1." Even if you can't hear it you know exactly what she is hearing, since you made the tape yourself.
"The day after tomorrow at 1600 hours, come to the viewing platform at Tokyo Tower. You can bring your friends: it's time you and me finally meet."
"Wait! Tell me, are you the one from Shinjuku?!" She yells into the phone, but the registration has ended and so had the call.
"Shinjuku?" You ask her.
"Ah. Well you see-"
"Yesterday me and my friend passed near it. We didn't see anything, but it's better this way." You sit down and frown a little while sorting the documents. "We were too busy calming down after a truck almost run us over. It even crashed into a building yard and then run away before we could call the rescuers. Can you believe it?"
Her mouth clamps shut, pink spreading on her cheeks. "Yes, the type of people they give a license those days..." She laughs nervously.
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"Is this it?" You wonder aloud before reading the plate above the door. "Survival Game Club? I know we had a club like that, but..." You take note again of the blocky, simplistic building with cracked tiles, used human targets scattered around and- "Are those grenades?"
All in all it looks less like a highschool club and more like an illegal shooting range.
Still, you can't back down: you need the training. You walk to the door and knock.
No response. You knock again, and this time the door opens slowly. "Hello, I am here on the Co-"
The next few seconds are a confused blur. You remember something obscuring your vision before being trapped in something that feels suspiciously like a sack, being manhandled roughly and made to sit on a chair before being tied to it.
So of course when there is a cutting sound and your head is free your reaction is perfectly natural.
"What the
fuck?!"
"Boss! Give the order to attack before they do Kimbery knows what to you!"
"Pretty bold for a spy." A girl walks into your field of vision, a group of other students standing nearby. "What manner of business do you have with our club?"
Your eyebrow starts twitching erratically. However, before you can respond another girl gasps and runs to whisper something into the violet haired girl's ear. The latter blinks. "You're the Student Council's Vice-President?"
"Lelouch Lamperouge. A pleasure to meet you." You smile your best fake smile. Your eyes widen minutely as you see the Anuhles hanging from the ceiling, ready to jump down and commit a massacre. You slightly shake your head and they dematerialize. "Now, can you please tell just what is happening?"
"My name is Caitlin Tiffany Glass. I am the Survival Game Club's president." She presents herself stylishly. "We thought you were a spy, so we reacted accordingly."
You gape. "I knocked on the door!"
"A clever spy."
"No, that is a stupid one."
After silently agreeing with Seyrun you glare at her. "Let's forget it. Now, can someone finally untie me?" It's less a request and more a demand.
Luckily they do it promptly, and soon you're free again. While you rub your sore wrists Glass addresses you again. "So, for what reason did the Student Council's Vice-President come here personally."
You concede yourself a few more seconds of irritation before switching to pure professionalism. "Surprise inspection."
Glass and the other members look at you in confusion.
"It was decided that, in order to verify the budget we provide to Ashford's clubs is well used, a member of the Council will perform surprise inspections and temporarily join the club activities in order to gauge first-hand."
There is silence.
And then Glass puts you in an one arm's chokehold that severely restrict your ability to breath. "YESSS!" She yells victoriously. "Welcome to the Survival Game Club new member! We will have so much fun together!"
'It's only for today!' "Uh holly gudai!"
"Now!" She puts a piece of paper and a pen under your nose. "Firm this document that relieve the club from any responsibility in case of injury, maiming, coma and other minutiae."
You call those minutiae?!?
{====}
"Lord Lelouch? Are you alright?" Sayoko asks the moment you return home. You can't blame her, you must look like shit.
"Due to Council's affairs I participate to the Survival Game Club activities." You stoically tell her. "They're trigger happy."
Even if mostly it was the male members who seemed to have a fixation for you.
Sayoko mulls over your words for a bit before bowing. "I understand. If you like, I can take care of dinner by myself."
"Yes, that would be helpful. Sorry to burden you like this Sayoko." You grimace, but she just smiles and ask you to take a seat.
Dinner is a simple affair. During it Nunnally talks excitedly how Sayoko is teaching her to make origami, so much that she ends spilling some of the soup on her chin.
"You don't have to talk so quickly." You say tenderly while cleaning her with a napkin. "I am not going anywhere."
"Thank you Big Brother." Nunnally smiles. "I glad. Last night, you were a bit scary."
"Oh?" You quickly hide your surprise. "I'm sorry, but like I said don't worry about it. It's partially my fault too, I had a lot on my mind recently."
That, of course, is a severe euphemism.
"Hey." Nunnally shows you a pink crane made of paper. "They said that if you fold a thousand of those cranes, your wishes will be granted."
"That sound like a ritual to ask a God for a boon." Seyrun comments.
"Even if I have my doubts about what the God of Origami can realistically do."
'A God...of Origami?'
"There is a God for everything Boss. Even the cutlery you are using each has a half aware least god, but those guys are mostly just energy who record the object's history. Higher ranked Gods are instead provided with a portfolio among those available from the Celestial Bureaucracy, but I heard that since the Great Contagion they are troubled by an overflow of jobless Gods and rampant corruption."
You resist the urge to raise your eyes to the sky.
'For being Heaven, it has surprisingly human-like problems.'
"It's you humans who imitate them, not the contrary."
"Is there anything you wish for?" Nunnally asks you.
'A lot, but I don't want to ask a crappy god for that. I prefer to work for them myself.' "No, no really. What about you?"
Nunnally thinks about it for a while before answering. "I wish for a kinder world."
You smile. That is just like your sister. "I'm sure that by the time you can see again, the world will be like that."
"Really?"
You put your hands over hers. "I promise."
Even if you have to crack Hell open and bring down Heaven for that.
"The world is broken."
It is.
"The cycle of betrayal and usurpation must be stopped."
It must be.
"It is said even an Exaltation can only grants its bearer the capacity to make a single choice and achieve it, never two or more conflicting ones at the same time. Are you prepared to bear all obstacles and consequences?"
'Have you ever read Paradise Lost of John Milton? My favorite part is this:
Here we may reign secure; and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition, though in hell:
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.'
"I didn't, but I like it. There is no power without ambition, that is one of the truths of Hell."
Then so be it.
You are put out of your internal monologue by Nunnally locking your pinky fingers. "I learned this recently. It's how Japanese people make promises." She begins to sing.
"Cross my heart,
hope to die,
eat a thousand needles
if I lie.
Pinky promise!"
You blink. For a moment you almost feel compelled to use your Anima power, but quickly suppress it. "That's scary. I may have to eat a thousand needles someday."
"Yup. So you shouldn't lie."
"Don't worry, I won't lie."
At least, not to her.
{====}
After dinner to retire to your room. After making sure the door is closed you sit down, take out paper and a pencil and begin to draw. If the silk of the Anuhles is as strong as Seyrun said then you want not only a school uniform and casual clothes, but also an appropriate costume for when you will meet the terrorists. It will likely become your trademark or icon, so it has to be adequate for the task.
[] Canon Zero's Costume.
[] Canon Zero's Costume, with modifications.
-[] Which ones? (write-in)
[] Something different? (write-in)
[] Let the GM decide.
You also need to decide where you will meet the terrorists, and how you plan to persuade them.
[] Write-in.
[] Leave it to the GM's imagination.
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Knightmare Frames (Drive): O -> OOO
Current: 35 Xp
Total acquired: 39 Xp
Enjou's XP Expenditure Plan - Basic Combat Proficiency
Dexterity 4 - 7 XP (29 days left)
Dodge 1 - 3 XP (5 days left)
Athletics 1 - 3 XP (5 days left)
Resistance 1 - 3 XP (5 days left)
Firearms 2 - 4 XP (5 days left)
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I would like to suggest that in the future you use XP to learn Old Realm. You will need it in Malfeas.
