Rahshid is a cold, cold bastard. He must be a well trained terrorist, no remorse, no mercy and a turban full of plastic explosives.

You wouldnt want your bomb vest to just Maim you after all.

'Sean is a dirty hippy, he wears womens clothing and has yarn for hair. He sometimes hangs out at the Neon Burn, Orphens place... If you can find him let me know, id like to have a few words with him.'

He grins at Gand's request, "So it shall be done. Do you have the number for this...Neon Burn?"

Rah'shid takes at his phone, ready to dial.

If Gand knows one thing about his fellow Cultist its that he wont give up either Xian or Sean easily. But Rahshid is also a persistant bastard so gand justs avoid the potential conversation and reasoning and just cues it up on his blackberry so Rahshid can copy it.

'So Toshi was Yin an insufferable little freak when she was living with you? I always tried to get her little asian ass on my stage but shed never go for it. She thinks, thought i was some kind of pervert.'

Rah'shid chuckles at Gand's 'pervert' comment.

 "I can't say, she was quiet. She never left her room after you came over. Her Yomi riddled soul would have likely caused me to sense her..."

'Oh well. Seems like our kind have low life expectancies lately.'

Gand motions to Rachel, who will pour a drink for each of them. Gand will propose a morbid toast;

'To Yin, may we never meet the same end as her.'