25th rebirth [RL with Russia; forward-dated to, uh, idek]

[dormition]

[It was some days after Ivan's post that it occurred to Minato that he might not be posting simply because he couldn't. So, armed with a laptop - something that had cost him the last of his funds from his job with Kanzeon, who had disappeared from the community, a fact he in turn had kept from his friends - he made his way to Stalingrad

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[insovietme]

[His expression doesn't change. Can't. It's the same as it ever was, as if he heard nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing at all.]

People like him don't really die.

[dormition]

[He smiles softly and reaches out to grip his coat again, barely noticeable to an observer. Tries to give him hope.]

They do. I promise.

[insovietme]

[It takes a moment. For him to catch up. For him to understand. And even then, it is not clear. He almost stops in his tracks. Almost, but not quite. He walks instead. Forward. Always forward.]

I'll see.

that icon is so cute :< I can't wait for suit-wearing Ivan

[dormition]

Tell me when it's okay, and I'll come.

[And he doesn't let go of his coat as they walk. Just a pinch of cloth between his fingers.]

me neither :<

[insovietme]

The future. It'll be good.

[He can't say specifically. Not here. Not now. There is always someone watching. His name might be Big Brother.]