Date: 2008-12-20 03:32 am (UTC)
Lex had to bite the inside of his lip so as not to laugh at what Anatoly had no doubt unintentionally said. It wouldn't work for him to reveal his intentions yet, even if the other accidentally hit on them. As it was, he couldn't help a bright smile. "That's my hope. Wish me luck?"
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Anatoly Valeriovich Sergievsky

The Grandmaster

Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions

-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)

The Crazy Wheel

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