<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/CpZ09Ch.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">"You make a great many assumptions about the meaning of my words," He snarked from behind his mask, shaking his head. "No, I don't mistake you for a maid. In fact, I take you quite seriously. Otherwise, I would ask someone more qualified to handle Gabriel. It's because of your skill set that you're even qualified to be asked to handle the situation should it arise." Azzir, a man of great calm and collected thoughts, simply watched as she moved. He was far from jumpy, and thought was telling about him.<br/><br/>"He's a man who has lost a great deal. It's broken him. He comes from a very prestigious blood. The blood of celestial beings in fact. A heritage that he has turned on, because of the tortured nature of his soul." Tannik explained, "It's been a long time since he was back among people... And watching him end up in shackles will almost certainly mean you will be as well. I'm thinking that's not a place that you want to return to, Loap." He insisted, narrowing the violet hues from behind the mask, "Gabriel is an important asset, and it won't do anyone good to see him spiral into self destruction. If he gets out of hand, you need to deal with it appropriately. Contain the situation. That's all." This was, clearly, by the tone and intent of his words, not a request. "If you're looking for entertaining, the things I have planned for him will be far more so then any trouble he could get into himself. There may come times when he's just been pushed too far, or too fast."<br/><br/></span><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/>