Mark
Sorry for the late IC reply and thanks for your own initiative!
Frozen Yoghurt's deck is the master of a whole PAN, linked to his very own persona. It basically resembles a well-clothed male elf. Only very subtle items, added in a very sophisticated and sick but styleful way, give him a scary appearance. The eyes look luring and a bit restless. At a second glance you can see that the pupils resemble those of a wolf. The movements are a bit odd. Fluent und elegant in general, they are interrupted by sudden jerks and turns. The teeth are whiter than they should be, and a bit bigger. Scars seem to prolong his lips, making his mouth appear wider, and giving him an ever-lasting maniacal grin. The fingernails seem to be a bit more pointy than usual. And under his elegant jacket, there's a T-shirt with advertisment for Frozen Yoghurt. Only the smiley on the pack of Yoghurt is crying because someone tries to screw a drill into its teeth.
You found the sick bastard, no doubt about this.
Unlike the other way round, he doesn't seem to have noticed you. He lazily browses through a catalogue of trendy suits while in RL, he appears to be in a spa. It's about four or five kilometres from here, at the far end of Thamel. The studio's called the "Temple of Wonders" and you wonder what wonders the Temple of Wonders might feature.
Scarcrow
"Uh-huh, that's me. And what're you? A cop? A saint? Why should I trust you? And what do you want to know?"
Cinder's message came in time. Though there doesn't seem to be any apparent threat to you. After all, he's a fifth your weight, and so are his weapons.
Cinder
"Bikki? Uhm ... yeah, sure. I think ... I think it should be possible. Would you... would you care to enter the Hive? Otherwise I can try to bring him out, but I'm not sure whether he would come out to see you.