<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/OfDbPV3.png)</div><strong>Scarlett Khan</strong><br/><br/>Scarlett's eyes narrowed as she continued her padding about Bryce's chest to confirm that no, he had no boobs. "Yes." She said sternly. "Five demerits." The Sultana's demerit system was perplexing if you tried to figure it out. Once you realized that she just randomly gave people demerits and didn't actually keep track of it it was much easier to deal with.<br/><br/>She withdrew her hand, shaking her head, and it joined her other hand on Miyako. Ah, here were boobs. Adorable kitten boobs. Were those the best kind? The Sultana decided her life work might be resolving this important question. So pettable.<br/><br/>She smiled happily at Morag as she unlaced her top and gave her better access to those glorious pale sweater cows. Mmmm. Cold vampire boobs. Were those the best kind? The Sultana decided her life work might be resolving this important question. So firm.<br/><br/>Her attention was drawn back to the kitten in her lap, who was blushing so adorably she might melt the ship's engine. "I said, you need to assist me in my life's work, young Miyako. I need a report on Dyn's boobs on my desk by three bells tomorrow!" Scarlett didn't actually know what that meant, she just liked tossing out nautical terms, or things that she figured sounded like nautical terms. "Also I need breakfast, feed me, my hands are full." A soft squeeze of all four boobs her hands were currently around confirmed this.