The Killing Moon

[Khem]

Joan wasn't dead and she was quite glad for it....

she had been days in preparation, she had her passport and her rich ladies dress. no one at all knew she was on this journey.... well no one but the Noblesse that had hired her. She boarded the train sitting first class, her prey in the booth down the hall. Her assumed name for this journey was Madeline D' Mailloux a young Parasian girl enjoying her first train ride to her all girls academy. Well it was partly true at least. She was going to the school, only that man had no idea he was buying her tuition.......the mans name High General Nhean Khemol of the Haradrim scum......... she readied the bomb....

[Khem]

 She arrived to the Chasteté D'Académie in the Ville D'Mâcon. This Ville was well kept up with modern society, the Noblesse rode here and there through a town full of inventive and festive Parasian citizens. Below the notice of most walked the caramel skinned slaves, sorry "non-citizens", hurrying about every which way carrying out the orders of their "employers". She stopped at the local news stand...

front page TERRORISTS BOMB HARADRIM MILITARY LEADERS SUNDAY JULY 1 1898
subline High General Nhean Khemol Reported Dead

 .....Terrorists? she thought. But they assured me that mine was the only assassination! It was supposed to be a small blow not something that would so blatantly call for retaliation! FUCK! FUUUCK! I am so fucked! they're gonna put my ass on the line to save their own....shit....what the fuck am I going to do? .....just stick to the plan they are probably looking for non-citizens anyhow... She walked onward to the school.

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A few days later.....

 Joan was sitting in her schools meditation room when  suddenly the door was KICKED DOWN! She immediately tried to deflect the attackers by throwing an oil lamp at them. As the room and precious books caught fire everything went black for little Joan as the back of her pretty little head met the brute butt of a rifle.....

Hours later.....

 A few dunks into a bucket of cold water and she was both awake and panicked. The Haradrim had her now.....