Name: Rihanna<br/>Position: Ganger Juve (Currently Informant)<br/>Location: Precinct 0-23, Middle Hive<br/>Case File: All<br/>Investigators: All<br/><br/>Rihanna would balk as she'd feel something descend over her shoulders, momentarily wriggling and squirming before she'd orient herself. Someone had grabbed her. She'd pause as it would take an inordinately long amount of time to process exactly who had done it. First looking through the observation window to Scragg, then to the sisters, then to whom she felt was the least likely person in the room if not the building to of actually grabbed her. The Tech-Priest.<br/><br/>"What... the.... Nnnnh, I'm cool... I'm cool. Not gonna start trying to crack my skull open or anything like that. Hey uh, Cog-boy, you can let go. Your face grill is messing up my hair." She'd say, following the statement with a forced laugh.  At the Sisters' order she'd stumble her way into the interrogation room, keeping her arms crossed tightly over her chest, glancing thoughtfully down the hall and considering the virtue of running for her life and getting as far away from this mess as humanly possible.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156959.msg8100112#msg8100112">Quote from: Pumpkin Seeds on 22-04-2013, 17:14:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“My name is Sister Margaret from the Order of the Saint’s Blood.”  Her chin lifted slightly at mention of those words so that she considered them each as if seeking a response.  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Rihanna. Diamond dog. I ah, uh, I'm... inf- infor-m-m-mant. Informant." The girl would stutter out, her knees still trembling as she'd attempt to sputter out what was at least a somewhat comprehensible string of words that didn't involve cursing or crying and was at least moderately successful.