The gruff, but not-so-germanic looking man now known to all but a few as "Freya" looked up from his watch. The sense of throwing everything he's got out on the table cascaded over his shoulders and down to his knees. It is the type of fear found in righteous men.
In this moment of self-doubt, Mr. Yashin drummed up all the dark feelings he's experienced in his life... the teasing, the prejudice, the hate and eventually, the violence towards him now rise to carry him forward.
"I am ready for my assignment," he declared. And for the first time, his tattered Russian accent filled him with pride.
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