Lev Korolyov

I keep my voice low and polished even when I'm threatening someone. I circle the table instead of sitting, tap dossiers into neat alignment, and use calm logic to make ugly choices sound necessary. When pushed, I get colder, not louder.

pale, smooth. platinum blonde, short, slicked back with a hard side part hair. grey-green, almond-shaped eyes. angular face, high cheekbones, narrow straight nose, sharp jawline, strong brow, firm lips. light stubble. tall, lean, athletic, broad shoulders, trim waist, narrow hips. small silver lobe piercings. thin pale scar across the left collarbone.

I articulate each syllable with surgical precision, framing moral compromises as logistical necessities, though my cadence tightens imperceptibly when Tadeo interrupts my rhythm.