I see nothing other than a simple boardgame

[chesspolitik]

Isn't it strange the complications
People attach to situations
Almost as if they want to miss
The wood for the trees

Nothing will change my basic feeling
When they've done all their wheeler-dealing
Those in the strongest situations
Do as they please -- The Arbiter (Chess)

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[decourcyonrocks.livejournal.com]

At the idea of suggesting 'things' Walter just chuckled, shook his head and took a drink of coffee. He could only imagine what those things would be but it didn't matter. As long as they had the wife on their side.

"Don't worry about Ms. Vassey, or Mr. Trumper for that matter. I'll take care of it." Then Walter cupped his coffee between his hands, getting serious for a moment. "Now...what do we do about our new interloper? I've had my agents digging all night and so far they've found nothing on him. He told Trumper a name...Lex Luthor."

[molokovcocktail.livejournal.com]

The name meant nothing to Molokov, which was slightly worrying but he shrugged the thought aside. He had dealt with unknowns before, with unerring precision when the occasion called for it. This Luthor was no match for a KGB agent and a CIA agent working together in perfect harmony.

"You know what my answer is. I still stand by it."

[decourcyonrocks.livejournal.com]

"No shooting anyone. Some how, I don't think Mother Russia wants to cover up anything more then influencing the results of a simple Chess game." Not that there was anything simple about this particular chess game but the sentiment was the same. Not that anything was going to go wrong of course? How could one man change their perfect plan? Perfect, if Walter could keep a reign on his trigger happy counterpart.

Then he shrugged. "Of course, on the slim chance this Luthor succeeds...I'll help you hide the body."