<strong>Name</strong>: Rihanna<br/><strong>Position</strong>: Ganger Juve (Currently Informant)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Precinct 0-23, Middle Hive<br/><strong>Case File</strong>: All<br/><strong>Investigators</strong>: All<br/><br/>She'd cross her arms and try to think of anyone she might of known by the proper name or even if she had even heard it before, but she would come up blank. The name Sleg would bring more then a glimmer of recognition. Rihanna would remain nonplussed as the sister would refer to under hivers as rats, seeing as frankly that was probably one of the nicer things they have been refereed to by people in positions of authority, she'd wave her hand dismissively with an utterance of "None Taken."<br/><br/>"Wait... so Sleg is descended... from Saints. Sleg. From the water rats. Descended. From a saint?" She'd look more than a touch incredulous at the idea. It would seem to take the girl a minute to digest the notion, as if it seemed utterly ridiculous to her. "He's normally at our parties... like... all the time." She'd say with a nod.<br/><br/>"Tracking him down will not be an issue... getting him to the station... well... That's gonna fucking suck." She'd say, before realizing what she just said her eyes slowly drifting to the sister. "Ahh.. Sorry... Sister."