<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Angelo</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i44.tinypic.com/egtrm9.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dean</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://blog.friendster.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Human-Warrior.png)</div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Angelo & Dean<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Renaissance Hotel<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone, Tora in particular, open.<br/><hr/><br/>Angelo was rather unfazed by this-but being an Aether mage, no one could really tell if he was calm or if there was a storm behind his eyes. Dean was also doing his best poker face, but since Angelo knew the way his father worked, he knew Dean would come unglued in about a minute. "Compensation will be provided, of course. Additionally, we will be taking several samples if not outright bodies of the Shadowland creatures-we all need to know as much of our enemies as we can. I ask only that all containment procedures are followed-that part is also non negotiable." Angelo said, repeating Tora's words. "If we discover you are not following the containment protocols...well, let's not get there, alright?"<br/><br/>"Now about your command-" Angelo was cut off by Dean. "Really? You think you can walk in here and start telling all of us what to do?" Angelo turned to his father. "Calm down, Dean." Dean was still pissed, and it showed on his face, but he held his tongue. "Well, if you desire a position of command, Mr. Rozkov, I suggest you start by earning the respect of your fellow Circle members." "And making demands is a fast track to losing respect." Angelo shot Dean another look-only this time Dean was smirking. "And as for your third...request, we'll deal with that when we get there."