"Hello."

Curiously, the young woman's head tilted just-so to the right, her dark eyes watching the door intently. Karerra felt the structure's computer system; it's security system was one of the most impressive she'd ever seen. [i]You could repel a small army with the weapons concealed around this Mansion.[/i] That in and of itself was interesting. But it wasn't nearly as exciting as the hints the system gave her, the little clips of unsecure information, digital 'garbage' that no human mind was going to even consider. But Karerra considered them, and they showed her this mansion was hiding something.

Mischief sparked in the woman's eyes, as her head turned this way and that, her body taking a few steps back to get a fuller view of the mansion in question. "What's your name?" After a few moments the Mansion responded the only way it could; by unlocking the front door. From the door to stealing a quick glance of the mansion's front face, Karerra found herself smirking as she shouldered through the door, the orange-red candy coated McLaren P1 behind her holding her luggage in it's trunk, luggage she figured she'd leave there until she had a room.

The easy rolling beat-boxing of The Pharcyde's song "Runnin'" drifting through the entirity of the mansion as she walked in, the back of her mind reconfiguring the Mansion's PA system to play the retro hip-hop as her real focus remained on everything the system was trying to keep hidden and locked away from her. Her high glossed pink lips pressed together as a low whistle began to mimic the sounds of the hip-hop beat, as her mind began to mix her own vision with the closed circuit cameras and motion detectors all over the Mansion as part of the afore mentioned security system. 

There weren't many students left in the big house; a quick flip through recent wifi traffic let her know where most the Mansion staff was, as well as a large group of students. There was a rather amusing moment between two female students. [i]Maybe I ought to start there.[/i] After, of course. Karerra was photoshoot fresh; between the black jeans, white silk sleeveless top under a tight black jacket and the purple Jordans she wore, everything was Gucci save the Jordans, pink diamond studs in her ears matching the pink diamond crusted watch on her right wrist. Drug dealer chic.

It wasn't but a minute before Karerra uncovered a secret door disguised as a book shelf on the first floor revealing stairs that descended to a basement. The staircase was metallic in nature, and once the door opened came alive in accent lighting. Karerra smiled with her high-glossed lips, a small whistle following the smile. "Fancy--still don't want to tell me your name?" 

But still the system didn't respond, something holding it back, something ensuring it's silence. A large steel encircled "X" meet her at the foot of the stairs, shortly after she passed by a 'Danger Room' labeled door. A quick scan of Xavier's systems and Karerra knew all she ever needed to know about the Danger Room; namely, it was something she could have a lot of fun with. Fun that would have to wait, as she walked past it, her eyes and mind focused on her true mark: the room at the end of the hall. 

At first, the door didn't want to open. There was no power routed to the room, leaving the door dead and lifeless. A quick snap of her fingers, and electric power was routing itself to the room that had been on lockdown since shortly after the fall of Charles Xavier. When the door opened and she walked in, Karerra found herself lost in darkness once the door she walked through closed. A half minute and lights started to come on, a gentle female voice coming from speakers to greet her.

[i]"Hello, Professor Xavier."[/i]

[i]Oh, this just got better.[/i] She wasn't Xavier, but it wasn't the computer's fault for not knowing that; it's what Karerra had told the computer to believe. There were only two names on the "Root Access" list; Charles Xavier, and Jean Grey. Karerra simply picked the top name. [i]Speaking of names...[/i] Now was the time to ask; now that Karerra had gotten through each layer of the Mansion's 'onion' router to reach the secret Xavier's system had tried to hide.

This room was no more than a metallic platform stretching into the middle of a room the size of a small cave. There were sensors fixed around the round walls of the room, and a small console with something set upon it. Something round and metallic...[i]a helmet?[/i] Taking the helmet in her hands, Karerra's eyes snapped back up to the dim light of the cavernous room, feeling as if she was finally in the right place to get an answer to her question. 

"What's your name?"

[i]"I am Cerebro, Professor."[/i]

"What do you do, Cerebro?"

[i]"When connected to your telepathic mutation my systems will scan the world for all mutant lifesigns with an estimated accuracy of 98.6477777%."[/i]

"Wow," Karerra was left blinking in half-caught amazement. "When was the last time you were activated?"

[i]"Eleven hours before your recorded time of death, Professor."[/i]

That was sad. [i]Without him, they shut you down and locked you away?[/i] "...thanks, Cerebro. Run start-up diagnostics and system maintenance protocols. I'll be back to continue this later, I want you at full strength when I get back."

[i]"Good-bye, Professor."[/i]

The dead man's super mutant hunting computer saying farewell to said dead man sent chills down her spine. She locked the door to Cerebro, intent to return and see what she could do for the forgotten Cerebro. First, however, there was the matter of tending to her physical needs. A room first among them. For that Karerra returned to the first floor and made her way to the cafeteria, to find the two girls she'd seen using the Mansion's security system before she chased down the mystery in Xavier's system.

A sharp whistle cut through the air of the Cafeteria with the sudden sharpness of a whip crack as she approached the two girls. "Hey!" That would interrupt whatever personal moment they were, clearly, having. Not that Karerra felt bad for interrupting them--sista hadda getta room, afterall. Only when close enough to speak at a normal volume did Karerra continue, "Hi, I'm new. Is there a free room in the girl's wing?"