Date: 2009-08-06 02:42 am (UTC)
Lex could only raise an eyebrow and give Trumper a slight smile. As much as it repulsed him, he added a bit of invitation into his look so Trumper wouldn't be offended when he stopped the hand's journey north. "I'm sure we can arrange something." Even if Anatoly didn't know who he was, Lex had a feeling Trumper wouldn't want anything to do with him once they got the studio and Lex enacted his plan.
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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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