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Gabriel Ruler, AKA Caesar

An Information broker and investor this is where a Librarian hopes to be, one could say that the 'buck starts and stops' with him.

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a character in “New York's Finest”, as played by Elrith Eldwind

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Gabriel Ruler

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”Render unto me that which is mine.”

The Basics

Full Name:Gabriel James Ruler
Aliases: Main-Caesar, some call him Julius, The Red Man, the Professor, Mr. President (a joke at a sign on his desk), Truman (a joke at the same sign), legallly he goes by Richard Kail, James Mathews, and Steven Halford.
Specialization: Librarian
Age: 52
Birthdate: Not Known
Gender:Male

Personality

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Color: Crimson
Food: He loves Seafood
Drink: Bourbon, Whiskey, Vodka, Yingling Beer, Hard Liquors
Music: Most anything, though he usually plays classic rock or jazz


He’s a brilliant man and knows it, always one of the most dashing and enchanting men in a room he may not have a silver tongue but he doesn’t need it since he knows enough to just get around needing to lie. He earned the nickname, ‘the Professor’ while still in college from his school-mates. Known to be very dependable his friends trusted him with their lives, especially in the military, but that was where things took a turn for the worst. A tragedy turned him from being the man who would take a bullet for others to be a reserved and shelled person. He became a narcissist, or at least seems it, and a man who always has an angle, though people don’t mind. They need him, he knows it, and he is too smart to be taken advantage of.

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Being an Information Broker and ‘Librarian’ requires one to be constantly plugged into their network, and that requires the latest and greatest in communication and data collection. That of course is the smart phone, and this bad boy is the pinnacle of both form and function. Elegant and powerful this phone is the cornerstone of his empire and Caesar never lets it out of his sight, or fails to back it up.

In his business information is king and knowledge is power to that end he has a field of servers and computers which link him to his network of contacts that are wirelessly connected to his phone at any given time via satellite connections. He also has a library of both books and date in the form of multiple mediums including a safe like any bank or casino that holds a field of organized flash drives and hard drives along with other important documents, this safe is a treasure of information any thieve would love to get at. Good luck, you have a better chance of ripping off three Los Vegas Casinos at once.

History

History

First Crime: He lead a bank heist, but a rather violent ally began shooting and killing the few people in the bank. Gabriel had to put him down and though he has become incredibly powerful in the underworld that first fiasco still haunts his dreams to this day.


He was a young man in high school when he as accepted into the military’s most prestigious academy, West Point, and began what many thought would be a highlighted career. However, that was years ago, and he never made it out of that academy. His older brother died shortly after he entered the academy in battle and Gabriel left the officer’s corps to join the active duty army. The genius mind he processed lead him to leading his unit to many victories and soon he was approached by one of his platoon mates to put his tactical mind to use succeeding at a new kind of mission.

He soon had planned a sure fire bank job, but due to a very violent cohort the job was batched and twelve innocents were killed, a young girl would have been number thirteen like her mother before here had Gabriel not killed the man the moment he returned from the vault. IT was not a simple aim and fire as both men were soldiers and by the end Gabriel could barely stand, though his knife lodged in the crazed murderer’s eye ensured the same was able to be said for his former ally.

He was from then on bound to travel the path of a Librarian, of the infamous Caesar…

How often are you online?: I get on almost daily, PM me and I’ll get a text and get back to you ASAP
How often do you think you'll be to post?:I live on the East Coast, so it’s more when rather than how often.
Do you like ice cream?:yes
[b]Password[b]: Mastermind

So begins...

Gabriel Ruler, AKA Caesar's Story

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Amanda just grumbled and glanced up from under the fluffy comforter at the light streaming into the room form the large floor to ceiling windows with murderous intent. She took a moment to realize she wasn’t in her own rom with her black out curtains. Instead she was in the main living room of the massive apartment sprawled out on the couch. “Morning!” came a very familiar and unbelievably annoying voice. “Are you going to sleep the day away again?”

She groaned as the older man sat across from her in his typical fine suit drinking a cup of fresh coffee. He had the paper in his hand and opened it without setting his coffee down, snapping the pages taught as he glanced over at her hiding his smug smile she knew he was wearing. “Huh….” She grunted before throwing the comforter over her head. A mumbling stream of words that near no one could understand spewed from beneath the covers.

The man gently set his coffee down and continued to read the mornings news, not that much of it was news to someone like him, “Next time don’t pass out on the couch and you won’t have that problem.” He replied to her mumbles.

“Uh, muh hur mur hum um!”

“It’s not my fault you can’t hold your liquor…” he sipped at his coffee and raised an eyebrow, “Huh, looks like the paper finally caught wind of the Mayor’s secret girlfriend… ‘bout time I’ve been sitting on that bit of information for months…”

“Kur huh mur dur fler!”

“I didn’t make you drink a damn thing, if anything you dragged me into your little celebration… happy birthday by the way… hmm, wonder how long it will take them to catch wind that his girlfriend is actually a boyfriend…”

“You really huh fer nor dur…rewr…”

“Now that’s not very nice… you truely should wake up, I’ve got a job for you, kind of a birthday present.”

She flipped the cover back from being over her face and glanced at him, “How is that a Present?”

He let the paper fall limp to look her in the eye, “Don’t act like you don’t find work fun… besides it means you get to wear that nice red dress you bought the other day.”

She flipped the covers back to hide her eyes and rolled under them so she wasn’t facing him anymore. “I didn’t buy it…uhr… too expensive…” she still fought the fact she was slowly waking.

“Oh really? Then why is it hanging on your door… with a pretty little bow around it?”

She finally raised her head from the pillow she had wedged herself into to glance at a door at the far end of a nearby hallway. She couldn’t help but smile at last at seeing the dress she had wanted to buy but didn’t think was worth the price hanging there. The man walked over to her as she slowly crept up to be sitting on the couch still half-dressed form the other day with her hair in shambles and handed her a cup of coffee. “Thanks, Gabe, but I still don’t like mornings…”

“Fair enough, I’ve got to get breakfast cooking so you might as well go wash up.” She stood and half stumbled back to her room, taking the dress down and entering her suite.

“So, what’s the job?” She asked about half an hour later as she sat down to breakfast at the bar in the kitchen, Gabriel still cooking as was their custom, “Something dangerous I hope.”

He glanced up at her before flipping the hash-browns with a toss of the pan. “The one for tonight… very… but that’s for you to do later… this morning we need to work towards a bigger goal.”

“Found something worth bringing in a team for?”

“Yeah… but I don’t think it’s going to be worth getting the big leaguers together for…”

She swallowed some coffee and looked to him quizzically, “You thinking a new set?”

He nodded as he salted the hash-browns in the pan, “Exactly… we need a group that’s got some talent but also needs work… and a group that has ambition… this job is gonna take a full team and they best know their stuff... and be willign to work for a future.”

“Sounds like you’re planning more than a simple heist.” His smile told her everything but it was obviously for another time, “What do you want to do?”

“Simple… just put the word out through your friends that we’re looking for some group for a big score, take is high 5 figures a pop… assuming they can get the job.”

“You’re going to hold interviews? How?”

“That's where you come in.” He tossed the spuds onto a plate and slid them to her, “if they want the job… they’re going to have to find and steal the details... from you.” it was now time for her lips to curved into a devious smile to match his own.

-A few hours later, just as the group was starting to get moving Sage’s phone buzzed with a voicemail, the person who’d sent it was named Harve, “Hey, girl, what you been doin’? hear you guys might need some work and I got a lead for ya… word on the street is that Caesar is coming down off his hill top palace and looking for a fresh crew to put some work in, good money, and good rep, you want to hear more just give me a ring baby. Call me back, girl, peace!”