Date: 2011-02-27 09:30 pm (UTC)
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"You're not turning it off." The words were rough and Freddie still couldn't take his eyes off the screen, even when the thing had faded into some logo. Jesus hell. Maybe he shouldn't keep watching either. He didn't want to feel anything for the man who was his enemy. How could he hate him if he understood?

He couldn't.

No one should know this much about one person and it was kind of funny, because he still didn't know much, but he knew enough.

His jaw dropped a little when he saw himself. "What in the hell?" Oh, Christ. Bangkok.
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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)

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