A chipper bundle of kick-ass striding about in sleek two inch heeled boots. A Jeanne, should you find one, is a very useful thing to have, but beware the strong tendency to independant thought. Often accessorized with anime, dayplanner and a wide assortment of pencil boards, the Jeanne has only been domesticated in rare cases, most of which required years of bribery, soothing and chocolate.
Best deployed (in the sense that fire-and-forget range missiles are deployed) with a directed target, the Jeanne is nonetheless wonderful company when there are no handy targets. Typically, a dormant Jeanne can be found in a rack room or curled up under a fuzzy blanket on someone's couch. There may or may not be artistically decimated corpses nearby. She may or may not, therefore, look satisfied.