"Mr. Night and Mr. Brooks can wait outside the door if they wish. We shouldn't be too long," she said a little absently as she gently floated to the floor. "This will be mostly quick and painless."

She turned to face her newest student. The redhead looked to be in her late twenties, and physically she was. The intellect behind her green eyes was far older. She was dressed far less conservatively as one might imagine for a headmaster of a private school.

"Welcome to the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning."