Lelouch held the chessboard in a manner similar to a waiter elegantly carrying a tray. Balanced on his fingertips while he strode through the shadows with a hand behind his back, invisible to all as he returned towards his stolen Sutherland with a stolen chess set.

“Hold it right there,” a Britannian soldier yelled at a cowering family. He and his comrades drew their guns level, prepared to slaughter the family where they stood. Without mercy. Without hesitation. In much the same manner, then, that Lelouch drew his own gun and shot them each in the back of the head. He did so without breaking stride. He did so without even turning his head to see where they were. Why should he, when his shadow could see where they were better than he could?

-Lulu's Bizarre Rebellion Chapter 2