One of the Greater Deregulation planets found itself short of breeding stock and extended offers to girl's schools to come study abroad at their planet. St. Trinians accepted their offer. Greater Deregulation never saw what was coming next. -- Anon Guest
[AN: Since I really don't want to nick anyone else's IP, for my universe -excepting guest cameos- I shall have to use a St. Trinian's expy for this tale]
"They can't be serious," said Dame Lorx. "An extended offer to add school branches to their territories and foster girls? On a Deregger planet?"
"On a system of Deregger planets," Lady Fulsom pointed out. "They want to import girls so they can resume their manifest destiny," here pronounced, deporably distasteful dastardly deeds[1], "and otherwise attempt to outbreed anyone they dislike."
"If they want incubators, they can damn well make their own," scoffed Dame Lorx. "They're going to keep promising to sweeten the pot until some poor deluded souls actually take them up on their offers. We can't allow that to happen."
"Certainly. Hockey team?"
Eyes gleamed pure malevolence. "Hockey team, Krav Maga club, Information Technology, and... let's add in the tabletop aficionados."
"Shall I warn them to stop before total planetary devastation?" enquired Lady Fulsom.
"Tell them that subjugation is the preferred outcome. There are plausibly innocents in that polity. Education is, after all, our primary goal."
Lady Fulsom had a very disturbing evil laugh.
Thusly, the first girls's school to answer Greater Deregulation Lower South East's plea for additional citizens was answered by Our Lady of Purity Preparatory School for Young Ladies of Distinction. The most charitable thing that could be said about the alumni was that they were certainly distinctive.
Thanks to traditions dating back to medieval warfare, the school uniforms were the colour of dried blood, and involved armour plating. Thanks to sensibilities in regards to progress, that armour plating was the best ever seen outside of a combat-rated livesuit and, in fact, incorporated many livesuit elements like an auto-deploying retractable helmet. This should have been a warning sign, alongside the fact that the uniform also incorporated very sharp rapiers and a solid education in how to use them.
Unfortunately for Greater Deregulation Lower South East, the residents and anticipatory husbands took these to be 'cute' and assumed that the blades were decorative. They would learn.
Oh, how they would learn.
After the first six skewerings, laws were passed forbidding the students from carrying arms and armaments past the boundaries of the school. Following the next seven bludgeonings, they were also forbidden from carrying sports equipment outside of school grounds as well.
It was at that point that the abundant males of Greater Deregulation Lower South East learned that there is no such thing as a helpless alumnus of Our Lady of Purity Preparatory School for Young Ladies of Distinction. By all accounts, there were several instances of debilitating injuries by the time that outrage erupted in the populace.
Laws were ruminated about constraining the young ladies to campus until such time as their bodies were ready for breeding. The laws went to the administrative floor, didn't receive much in the way of debate, yet nevertheless failed to pass by an overwhelming margin.
This was because the IT girls had already hacked every system that was hackable. By all accounts and accounting, Our Lady of Purity Preparatory School for Young Ladies of Distinction owned a controlling interest in every business in the polity.
That was when they unleashed the hockey team.
As a coup de grace, they also sent little Cynthia to the Despot's palace. She was five years old, tiny, and shocked the entire polity by throwing a grown man through a glass window on the fortieth floor with her non-dominant arm. This particular detail was because her dominant arm's thumb remained in her mouth unless the situation was truly urgent.
He never should have said,"Aaaw, and what are you plannin' to do here, little cutie?"
Cynthia and her fellow alumni despise being talked down to.
The entire Deregger Empire was going to get an education they would never forget.
[1] Always beware of phases like "manifest destiny" or "thousand year reign", they're used by the morally bankrupt to make allegedly unimportant people feel like they're owed everything and should take it. Not the best plan for anyone but the morally bankrupt.
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