<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cleaning Cleaning!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br/>Comment: Profession cook to clean the kitchen this is with working diligently and without the tools<br/>Result: 20, <br/>Total: 27<br/>Does a Nat 20 mean it goes faster?! XD</div></div><br/><br/>Hearing her name called at bloody hour made Myra roll her eyes in disgust. They attacked them and of course it was going to be her and Jing who had to face the music for it. Though when Scourge made his offer once more and Jing countered with taking Myra's lashing as well, she knew she couldn't stand by and do nothing. Scourge was a like a hound who smelled a bitch in heat. He'd keep coming back time after time till either he got what he wanted or took it. So Myra took the chance to possibly set some of the rules and exchanges up before it go to the breaking point.<strong>"If and I mean <em>if</em>, I take this ... Agreement, I want some rules first. One: You will leave my friends alone. This includes any names I give you at later dates. Two: This, arrangement cannot interfere with my duties here upon this ship. It at any point I feel that my duty is too much at the moment then you're out of luck. And three: if any of your lackies try to pull the shit you had them pull this morning on my friends, even if it's of their own accord, the agreement becomes null and void and I mean even if it's just a whisper and no proof. Your men <em>toe the line</em>. Do you understand?"</strong>Myra asked as she crossed her arms.<strong>"If those terms aren't agreeable to you, then I suggest you take Jing's offer. Because if you even let one lash fall upon me you'll never feel my touch."</strong>Myra quietly added so that only Scourge would hear.