Date: 2011-02-21 04:25 am (UTC)
"If this was my time, I would. Or I could abuse my fathers." Lex grumbled to himself as he got dressed. He found a wallet on the dresser and looked through. "Well, I think I found our cover." Pulling out a government ID, complete with leather holder, he showed it to Anatoly. "It seems I'm under Molokov's employ, as your handler if I had to guess." It was a start and made things both easier and more complicated.
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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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