Professor Caesar Gabriel Instructor at London university. 18 years old in A Thousand Kisses. Friend of (and can talk telephatically with) Leopard Solid and Sugar Plum. In Peru, the Nasca Highlands, an old man gave him a special power: he became a genius. He speaks 20 languages and is a virtuoso on practically every music instruments. He has 15 doctorates and is the university's youngest instructor. According to various "He's so handsome!", "I'd die for him!", "Caesar is so cute.", "Definitely a tasty morsel.", "He's handsome!", "He's blessed with both looks and brains.", "He looks like a character from a girl's romance comic!" and "He's one for us older gals." Even Sugar Plum admits "Okay. So Caesar is as hot as the Earl." and later she says that "Wherever he goes, Caesar is always the center of attention.". When he feels stared at by Dorian and complains about it to Sugar, she replies "Stop being coy. Everyone stares at you." However, according to Sugar Plum at the start of A Thousand Kisses he has never had a crush on anyone and "still hasn't clued in to how devestating he is". He is first seen walking outside National Gallery, London, where he is found by Sugar Plum and Leopard. He was invited by Lady Devlin to examin her Vermeer's "Christ" and invited his friends to go with him. There he met Earl Dorian Red-Gloria. Before then he had never even kissed a girl. Dorian calls him "Quite beautiful" (which Sugar Plum first thinks refers to herself). Lady Devin says she has heard a lot about him. Dorian also saiys he has heard much about him and that he wa looking forward to meeting "this beautiful young genius" - he thinks of him as "The face of an angel. A lithe body. An amazing mind. You are a natural work of art." A-1 art appraisal skills. To pick up Caesar in Bonn comes Lieutenant Colonel Otto Reinhart and Professor Erlich Gunter. According to Dorian Caesar bears a striking resemblance to the Christ painting they see in Lady Devlin's house. After the Christmas Day robbery, Caesar deduces that Eroica's next target will be the Tate Gallery. Dorian call him "a splendid chap". He lectures at London University the first time Klaus von dem Eberbach sees him, I'm not sure in what: "...now, this model shows that each of the parts has an unspecified number of targets at the biological level. We can assume that not all will become deactivated. The percentile that the parts will ..." A Thousand Kisses Iron Klaus

Ah, Sugar. Leopard. Did I keep you waiting?

Now, don't be so hard on him, his body is special.

By the way, what are you doing for Christmas Eve tomorrow?

Good! Because I've been invited to a party thrown by Lady Devlin, that famous art collector. She apparently wants to show off Vermeer's "Christ," which she just bought. Why not come along?

Mind your manners, Leopard.

Sugar! Someone is staring at me! No no! This is different!

I feel a sharp stare from over there.

I'm Caesar Gabriel.

Why am I so nervous?

Waugh!

You scared me! What was all that about?

Really? Come to think of it, I did feel something.

Hmm.

As I thought ... Yes ... Very good.

You've got me wrong. I was admiring von Muehlen's skill. He's a bloody genius to be able to perfectly imitate Vermeer's touch.

So you know his work, Earl?

Oh no!

I believe that von Muehlen was a brilliant artist. I don't think of this as a fake. Rather, it's a completely new work of art done in the style of Vermeer.

I like it, too.

Really?

True enough.

Maybe the blokes that stole it aren't going to give it back. It's probably already hanging in someone's living room.

You're ... who? Scotland Yard? Lady Devlin's entire collection was stolen?

Apparently after we left, the "Eroica" gang broke in! But-- we're the main suspects!

Why are we the suspects?

And who are you?

How ... How can you say that? You don't have a shred of evidence!

You're so perceptive.

Well, yes, I did say that, but ...

I ... I don't know what to say.

Don't you remember?

A strange turn of events, I'd say.

He's the type that won't go away.

Bollocks to him. Think of him as rubbish.

The Eroica gang is going to rob the tate Gallery next.

No, no. The pieces were there, I just had to place them together.

I looked at what was stolen from the museums in London, Paris, and New York, and came up with a criminal profile. Next, they fancy the Gabriel Rosetti in the Tate Gallery.

Their tastes are clearly defined, so it was elementary. They're led by an intelligent young man, perhaps 22 or 23 years old. Using the name "Eroica" indicates narcissism, so he's probably very handsome.

Part instinct. Part research. And part wishful thinking.

A man this scrupulous might be interesting. Hell, I might want to meet him.

So are you out or in?

Even I can't do that.

That's it! We'll work backwards.

Sugar, can you foresee a day when we're in danger?

To me? Why?

He makes it look so easy.

I need to find out how accurate my profile was.

This is no time for bickering.

Wait up!

You couldn't have foreseen this danger earlier?

Leopard, can't you do something?

Oh no! Where are the others?

Um ... Um ... Can you let me go now? Um ... You're suffocating me.

Er ... Er ... Earl Gloria! Wh-wh-what are you ...? Um ... Um ...

And ... and ... you're not wearing anything under that coat. How indecent! I could never!

Th-- That's from the Roman poet Propertius's collection of ...

Please stop this nonsense! Stop coming so close to me.

I'm not a work of beauty! I'm a wreck!

I ... I ... I ...

Excuse me, while I faint again.

Then I'm in big trouble!

According to my calculations ... I'm his next target!

Moan ... Groan ...

Positively dreadful.

What? You're perverts, too? No! Never! I'm losing faith in humanity!

Et tu Brute? I mean ... Leopard?

Never! I could never do anything so indecent! Just leave me alone!

Like this?

Gasp!

I forgot! Sugar can see through things!

What are those two boing, being so secretive? My manhood is under attack. A lecherous Earl desires me. What did I do to deserve this?

Where? It's the middle of the night.

Now what are those two planning?

Sugar! And Leopard! How could you do this to me? I can't believe that you made me model for that sculpture.

Product of the late Renaissance? Bah! It was made last week!

I am so relieved it wasn't a nude!

So, when?

I'll go with you. I'm not staying here alone.

What do you mean?

It all seemed too easy. According to my calculations the Earl would ...

Er ... Er ... B-b-but ... But ... Er ... Er ... Earl!

You're disgusting.

Hey! The door won't open! You locked it!

No! Don't come near me!

Gas ... Zzz ...

Ahh! Earl Gloria!

You probably did disgusting things to me while I was sleeping! Now I'll never be pure again!

Whew!

Aiieeee!

No! Don't come near me! Stay away!

Help! Sugar! Leopard!

I've never even kissed a girl. No way my first kiss is going to be with a bloke!

Sob! Is that the sort of line that's fit for a girl's comic book?

Sugar and Leopard are here to save me!

Earl! No!

No-! I beg you, don't! Don't kill those two!

I'll do anything you want me to. You can have me stuffed and displayed in your collection. Anything! Just spare those two.

Earl! Do what you want to me, but not to them!

Yes ... I promise.

That's ... That's a poem by Catullus.

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