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theunmotivatedparable · 9 months

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Unbritishes your Narrator and throws pierogis at him (I made a Polish Narrator)

✰ click for better quality ✰ why did this take me so long,, drawing in a car is so difficult

He's a Bastard. He's a silly, silly bastard (more info/individual screenshots under the readmore)

(the apron says Kiss the Chef in Polish teehee)

Now, time to smother you all with little tidbits or ideas!

Not only is he a Narrator, but he's also a Polish "Lektor"! For those who don't know what a lektor is, if you've ever watched something with one of those extremely monotone language dubs over it (most commonly, Polish), the person dubbing it is what a Lektor does essentially. In Poland, it's generally a generic, 50 year old male's monotone voice dubbing over everything into Polish. It's miserable as a person who's bilingual and trying to listen to both audios at once to fully understand everything. So, yeah, he's one of those dudes.

Also, did you know that commonly Polish names are actually translated into English ones? That's why I call Stanley "Stanisław", because that's what his Polish name would be :3

Also in this AU of sorts Stanley would be like someone OF Polish descent but he never fully learned how to speak Polish (can understand it, and speak it a BIT. its very broken though) and the Narrator (Nikodem) just so happened to have gotten a protagonist that wasn't able to speak back at him teehee (so Stanley isn't mute but still doesn't speak bc of language barrier because Nikodem acts as if he doesn't understand English everytime Stan tries to speak back at him)

Also!! Narrator called Stanley 'Stan' because Stanley, Stanisław, yeah you get it. It's just to please them both language wise. Also Narrator's last name (Niedzielnik) comes from the word niedziela which means Sunday. (Also the two of them have a joke that every Sunday is Narrator day because of Narrator's last name haha)

The Narrator also loves to insult/talk shit about Stanley to his face in Polish because Stanley was never taught insults in Polish so he understands NONE of it. Also loves to make fun of Stanley's accent when he talks.

They bond over making Polish food. 100%. Fight me about it.

Also Narrator is a big religion guy even though he he's BASICALLY God in TSP:UD lmao because Polish people are so fucking Catholic it's insane (I say, as a Pole. I'm not religious sorry lol)

Also Stanley comes from England because fuck you (no actually it's because there's a shit ton of Polish people in Britain.) And he's a Polish history nerd. He may not be able to speak Polish but he CAN recite to you everything Kazimierz (III) Wielki (Casimir III the Great) did to reform Poland. He can tell you every important date in Polish history. And he will. (Nikodem hates him for it and is unwilling to admit he's learned a lot of English terms and stuff from Stan's rambling)

Uhhh that's it for now. Let me know if you'd like to see more of these two Polish bastards.

( @mooseonahunt ITS DONE. feast upon these two Poles )

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zoyalannister · 4 months

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One more thing to discuss, I just saw this on another TSC blog, about other couples and want to hear your take on Grace and Kit, and Gabriel and Cecily, the question was how would a holiday look like to hem? Like them alone not all together, if they would be the type of couple to explore a lot the city or if they would be type to go to some luxury hotel and don't go out

Hi!

I think that for holidays, Gracetopher would be more touristy and exploring cities. In my headcanon, their first holiday will be in Warsaw to see, among other touristy places, the house of Marie Curie. Also, at least one of them may or may not develop an addiction to pierogi.

(If you’re a Polish reader: please if you like my fics send me pierogi instead of kudos. I may or may not be joking).

But also beside Warsaw I could see Gracetopher being tourists all around Europe, especially in cities related to scientific discoveries.

For Gabrily instead I can see them enjoying other cities, especially if unique like Prague, but I see them more like "let's enjoy our 5 star hotel Spa, then in the afternoon a walking tour, then dinner out and then back in the hotel to [redacted]". Yes, they would love visiting other cities and trying new food, but they would love more enjoying luxurious hotels.

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ledenews · 4 months

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#belmontcounty #Bridgeport #BrookeCounty #cambridge #ElmGrove #MarshallCounty #ohiocounty #Riesbecks #StClairsville #UpperOhioValley

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borschtmadeoftears · 4 months

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Intro post

This account was created to share our slavic experiences, embrace diversity of our cultures, and generally blog about things that are related to our heritage. There will be some talk about living in post–soviet country and how it affects us since me (Vanya) and Misha are Polish but remember it's not universal Slavic thing (but a thing many of us are familiar with yeah)

Mod Vanya/Rodion – 🗝️

Polish. Always ready to talk about literature probably will torture you with her obscure 100+ years old books that have blood stains on the pages and at some point were probably nearly eaten by a dog (half joking ONLY HALF). No brain only pierogi, Young Poland and Romanticism. Probably was Kordian in her past life

Mod Misha - 🐄

polish! sad poet girlboy who likes concrete blocks and old, stinky trains. writes poems about dead people, rides public transport daily, loves getting it's jeans dirty in mud walking to the school.

No strict DNI but we block freely if you get on our nerves. Tankies go the fuck away challenge you are not welcome here and anywhere else.

You're Slavic and want to join? DM us! We're open to meeting new people

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cranberrykissel · 3 years

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I find it funny how trc fandom decided to make Noah a Polish descendant because I've lived there my whole life, and I was sure Czerny is a Czech/Austrian/those regions originating surname. My friends too, were very surprised when we discovered this headcanon!

From what I can gather, 'czerny' means black in several slav languages. But in Polish, it'd be very archaic.

The problem is; spelling vs pronounciation. The spelling looks Polish but when I say it aloud, it sounds... foregin? I mean, I checked the map and most ppl of this surname in Poland live in places where Czech influence were impressive. Looks like Czerny's a polonized Czech surname. It doesn't sound Polish-from-the-core to a Polish native speaker, which says... something, I think. Especially if you pronounce it as 'cher-knee'- either very anglicized (to the point it doesn't really sound like anything I know haha), or Czech indeed.

The conclusion: Czerny can be directly an anglicized version of Černý (which sounds closer to how Czerny's pronounced in the audiobooks than how Polish speakers would say it), which is def Czech.

The conclusion number 2: basically Noah can be of any ancestory. Polish/Czech/Austrian/Slovakian/this-one-I'm-def-forgetting-about and it'd make sense both historically and linguistically. Central and Eastern Europe stuff.

This doesn't matter at all, Noah being a Polish descendant is a nice headcanon, I just wanted to rant about smth as a native speaker :)

#trc #my ramblings #noah czerny #i love him and i'd love to but i can't support this headcanon #if anything i'd bet for czech origins #personal hc says czechoslovakian grandparents on one side #i won't believe he'd be polish descendant and not make one (1) joke about pierogi #i know he gives off jud lizowski vibes but that skater boy was directly polish-coded so

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bereft-of-frogs · 4 years

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sometimes I still think about the time I made a joke about how the Witcher universe would be the best fantasy AU to get trapped in because they at least would have pierogi and a friend of mine tried to mansplain the violence of the Witcher universe to me and I get randomly angry all over again.

come on man, I am acutely aware that I as a woman would meet a horrible end in any of these fictional worlds, what with all the murder and sexual violence and pillaging etc etc, but before I go out I’d like to live my life with pierogi and stuffed cabbage and vodka, rather than whatever godawful English peasant cuisine the Game of Thrones ‘verse and all its ‘this is just Britain with some sort of magic’ cousins would cook up, jesus

#i haven't talked to that friend in a while #i think he's busy but also maybe a little mad because i quit dnd #we were also ACTIVELY EATING PIEROGIS AT THE TIME #how did he not see i was making a joke #men are so desperate sometimes to prove they know something better than you #i also got really irrationally angry about it because i was like 'bitch i am almost 30 i paid my gatekeeping nerd dues'#it's been on my mind recently because i've seen an uptick in witcher content and also been unrelated watching another polish tv show #anyway i stand by my assessment #if i have suffer in a fictional universe i would prefer it to be one with good cuisine #he was also like 'well if you read the books' bitch i was in the middle of reading the books kiss my ass #i want to stress the 'i was joking about pierogis while we were eating them' part that he turned into a lecture circuit god

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hannaswritingblog · 3 years

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Hi this is Emcon!! One of my best friends is Polish omg I used to have the best dinners with his family.

Soo… what are some of your favorite meals that you think Poland does best? If you were to get takeaway, what are your go-to’s? And what are some inside jokes/stereotypes about the city/area you’re from?

Like my city (in US) is known for getting really drunk and fighting over bad driving (this tiktok sets it up pretty good: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRrtUC3J/) it’s a very specific stereotype and vibe if that makes sense and I love hearing about niche stereotypes or inside jokes from other places!

Hey, hey!

On behalf of your friend, I appreciate you liked the dinners with his family! ;P

Seriously though, we do have some meals that we do best! First thing that came to my mind was pierogi. I feel like it's more or less exclusively Polish dish since I don't think I've really seen it available in abroad restaurants or shops (and I've been to a few before the pandemic) so I don't have comparison, but those I've eaten around Poland are always delicious, so we're definitely nailing it.

Fun fact about pierogi: the name technically translates to dumplings, but from what I've heard and read from people living abroad (and not being Polish), dumplings can mean pretty much any kind of dough with stuffing, but if they want to talk specifically about Polish dumplings that look this way:

they know and use the name pierogi. I don't know to what extent it's a rule, but I know that from at least two seperate sources, so I guess there's something about it.

For the takeaways, I feel like it's funny after talking about this traditional dish that I love, but my go-to's are usually things from KFC or McDonald's, or sometimes a pizza from some local places. I eat takeaways once in a blue moon anyway so when that time comes it's usually because there's not much to prepare a dinner from in the fridge or we just came back from a vacation and everyone's tired, so in the end someone in the house would just say "alright, let's order from KFC" and that's it. (I once had a takeaway chicken soup though and I didn't expect much from it because my mom makes the best chicken soup, but it was actually delicious.)

For the stereotypes, I don't think there are any about my town specifically? BUT there's a couple about the region where I live. One of the biggest is that we are all miners because we are famous for our coal mines, but obviously it's not really the thing anymore, like yeah, both my grandfathers who lived here were miners but in my generation I have like one cousin who still works in a mine and I feel like it's still a lot for modern standards? We don't have that many mines now anyway because the coal supplies are running out and they're slowly closing (like in my town there used to be two, one was razed to the ground a few years ago and the other still exist but was closed too.)

Other stereotype would be that we are basically Germans because my region was a disputed area for a long time and it was actually a part of Germany for a moment, but it's a flex to say we are all Germans. Some people might identify this way or they might be saying they feel bigger connection to the region than to the whole country (so they are Silesian first and then maybe Polish), but that's not enough people to say we are all like that. It really depends on your family history and how you feel about it now, personally I always say I'm Polish and it's a tradition that goes up to my great-grandfather who fought in the uprisings to make Silesia a part of Poland. (I feel like my grandfathers and their stories of wars/uprisings is an interesting thing on its own, but let's leave it for another time.)

I don't know if I answered your questions well (especially the stereotypes one where I spend more time contradicting them 😅), but I hope you enjoyed reading through and maybe learned something new!

#ask game #the-radio-star #emcon-imagines #poland #get to know me

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tcustodis · 3 years

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1,4,5,6, 15, 20 for the country ask thing 👁️👁️

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

PIEROGI RUSKIE (dumplings with filling made out of quark, potatoes and onion. That shit doesn’t sound good but it’s so delicious).

5. favourite song in your native language?

Right now it’s this bop.

6. most hated song in your native language?

Whisky by Dżem. it’s the polish equivalent of “anyway here’s wonderwall” fdkjdhgfjghddfs

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

21:37

20. which sport is The Sport in your country?

WHICH ISN’T. It all depends on the season. For most of the time it’s soccer even tho we suck at it. During winter season everyone is crazy about ski jumping (snooze fest). And volleyball because we’re good at it.

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incarnateirony · 4 years

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I just want to clarifying something i was joking with the polish stuff. Why are you so serious? I like sometimes running in circles with worlds or some episode themes. It's very good memory exercise, nothing more. My brain working in myserious way, I just like looking for funny things, thats all. Why pierogi? Inside this ring (another recurring theme) of dumplings are the better word, the award, the future. Don't publish it. I like reading your blog and learning something new. Peace and love.

Listen, you said not to publish it, but your question probably resonates with people, so I’ll actually explain Why So Serious

My very existence bothers a great deal of people. It bothers ITK queens, it bothers antis, it bothers most meta fandom. Resultingly, I always have a giant target on just about any post that passes my blog, waiting for a bunch of piranahs to tear it apart because unfortunately they don’t tend to understand things like satire. And while generally I don’t care what people think, I like to leave potential for drama low, just for the simplicity of it.

Similarly I know a lot of people pick up and run with ideas even without malice. Not that I think anyone would seriously pick up pierogi, but as a general statement. In result, even satirical posts I tend to attach either learning moments or disclaimers to.

Outside of this blog, you’ll see I’m actually not a very serious person. Sometimes my comedy bleeds in here because I can’t really completely filter it, but if one were to really spend time on my server, we’re absolute crackpots all the time. But that’s in an open and genuine community built in good faith, as opposed to the ocean of this fandom looking to be rabid attack dogs.

Resultingly I try to just stay informative on the blog, I refuse to spread things that share bad narratives or tweak phrasing in ways that damage a product or piece, and ultimately spend most of my time fencing off very strong and poignant points of view to prevent things in the future.

You wanna see me at my chill, then climb in the server.

Because respectively, I don’t really exist within this fandom. I don’t abide by its lanes or its narratives or its stan battles and its back and forths. I just happen to use a platform much of the fandom uses, while covering my interest of the show, but wanting no skin in any of the fights.

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ledenews · 4 months

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10 Million Reasons Why It’s Easy to Love Paczki

Brian Riesbeck likes to crack a joke when he’s asked about the most popular flavor of Paczki. “Well, our fastest mover,” he says each time, “is prune.” Get it? Yes, you do. But the Paczki business ain’t no joke when it comes down to the numbers, and that’s why the folks at Riesbeck’s Foot Markets soon will celebrate 10 million Paczki sold since the tradition was born in the 1990s. “We do sell a good number of them every year and have for a lot of years now,” Riesbeck said. “And I believe we have billboards going up this week to celebrate that we have sold 10 million paczkis since we started. It’s a crazy number, but we’ve gone through the sales and that’s where we are. “It’s definitely a big promotion for us, and it’s a promotion that’s led to our food markets getting recognized all over the country. Even the larger chains pay attention to what little ol’ us are doing here in our valley, and that’s a great thing for our employees because they deserve that attention. They work so hard all year long, but especially at this time of year. We’re grateful for all of them.” The paczki tradition began after a retired bakery director of Polish decent introduced the pastry to Riesbeck’s parent and grandparents, and the rest is history. “They’re made from scratch every single day. Each morning they are hand-rolled, filled and fried, and what we make that morning, we sell that day, and then it starts over the next morning,” he said. “We have five of our stores that produced them, and then we get them out there to all of our other locations. “And yeah, we run out a lot,” he said. “But you can count on them being there again the very next day.” Many kitchen counters trhoughout the Upper Ohio Valley likely has a Paczki box on it. Phony Phonetics One thing is for sure: Sounding it out is fruitless. Pak-zicky? Paz-kie? Neither are close, of course, but there are close but different enunciations. Riesbeck pronounces it as “punch-key” while others say, “poonski.” “We have heard so many different pronunciations for Paczki, it’s really funny to us,” Riesbeck said. “If you look at the box and the way it's spelled, P-A-C-Z-K-I, it’s tough to pronounce right there. If you do pronounce it correctly – punch-key – and then look at how it’s spelled, you just shake your head. But at least they’re delicious. “The number one sellers are actually Bavarian Cream and Red Raspberry, but we have several others that we make. If someone is looking for a particular flavor and their location doesn’t have it, they can place an order with the bakery,” he said. “ “Our bakery is our calling card because we see the value in making everything we do from scratch. That’s how we can be sure we’re selling a superior product to our customers,” Riesbeck said. “We do a lot of flavors like cream cheese, apples, peanut, and the Bavarian Cream and Red Raspberry, and we’ll have them available until Easter.” There are 17 different locations for Riesbeck's Food Markets in the Upper Ohio Valley. Paczki vs. Pierogy? He’s repeated the challenge for all to hear. Last summer, though, the suggested duel was an online popularity contest, but this time, Riesbeck has dared one of the Pittsburgh Pierogies to race one of his Paczki. Anywhere, anytime, he says, too. “A pierogy is filled with potato, right? See, that’s a lot of starch,” Riesbeck insisted. “A pierogy would not beat a paczki in a race. There’s no way. It just wouldn’t happen. “I hope we can prove it someday,” he added with a snicker. “Name the place and time. That’s all I’m saying.” Read the full article

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zwiezraczek · 4 years

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6 + 1 Underground [Four x OC/reader] Chapter 4

SUMMARY: Sasha is a Polish girl, with a strange past. She has various skills, driving amongst others. So she becomes Eight. And you know that Four plus Four is Eight…

CHAPTER 1 - CHAPTER 2 - CHAPTER 3 - CHAPTER 4: Eight is a Troublemaker CHAPTER 5

Sasha learns that Easterners are troublemakers by nature.

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TAGLIST (if you want to be part of it, leave a comment! ^^) : @kingniazx @imjustboredso

“A mini mission” as Four called it himself. Sasha looked at the blond man again as he casually snapped that in the middle of the meeting; nobody seemed to pick up on this, nobody was surprised. Sasha had to roll with it. She could feel Two's excitement as One explained that the next mission was held in Paris in order to gather some information, and as a French woman she couldn't hide her joy to be back in her motherland. And Paris, the city of love and pigeons as Two said herself, was an amazing city to visit when you had some time – before the mission obviously, because they had to work on everything once there.

This sounded dangerous and exciting, everything Sasha needed to make this work. She had waited for this for too long and now, only now, One was fulfilling his promise. The only thing she had to do? Drive. Drive around Paris as fast as she could, the best she could, not letting police get them. She could do that, she was Kubica for a reason. She didn't need to know what the real purpose of the mission was, One would explain later what these information were for, she only needed to know Paris in a short amount of time to be able to nail everything. And she would do it right.

One left her with Four, as the others had to prepare their own roles during the mission, Three and Two had to be sure about the passports and all the legal stuff while watching out for the men they were about to meet, One was still gathering proofs against the man he had to meet and how to get the information out of him and quickly all of this with Five's help as she looked into his family's health problems. The only reason Eight and Four were paired up was for the purpose of being effective while there, not allowing themselves an off-guard moment for the team's safety. And Four knew how important it was, and how it worked for them in Florence, just before losing Six. Something was off, and he could sense it, Six's presence still echoing in his mind as he prepared for the next mission. Because he could never get rid of Six in his own mind, Seven told him to not to because trying to forget it hurts much more than accepting, but Four's wounds were still fresh and as much as he wanted, he could not think about Six when he discussed with Eight about the plan.

“You're listening,” she asked him, tapping on a spot on the map in front of them as he only hummed. “So, if you stay on top of the Arc de Triomphe thing, you'll be able to tell me where the cops are coming from and which exit will be the best.”

“But I won't be able to climb up and down from there,” he answered, looking at her from under his hoodie.

“So you'll use stairs? Like normal people?”

“Shut up, no stairs for me,” he said, crossing his arms on his chest.

“But you'll have no other choice, you heard Two, you won't be able to jump from the middle of the Arc to another building,” her exasperation could be heard in her voice as she looked up at Two.

“I was on the top of the Duomo, I'll jump down from there too,” he stated, looking at the map now and watching the names of the streets.

“You're unbelievable, jaki glupek,” she whispered, hoping he wouldn't understand that she told he was a huge moron.

“We said no more using our mother tongues,” he said, frustrated because he couldn't understand Polish properly, for the moment. He sounded like a whining child.

“Do I look like I care?”

“Definitely should.”

“Okay, okay,” she finally agreed, putting her hands up in surrender. “So, I leave that to you for your location I just want you to be able to tell me where I can go or not, I'll mostly need a view on the Champs.”

“This whole Arc de Don't Care is a nightmare for a parkour expert!” he complained, putting his hand on the Place de l'Etoile. This location was definitely a nightmare, too wide, too open, Paris' architecture was too wide to jump from a building to another, especially in the places Sasha wanted to drive.

“Another bright idea then,” she teased, as some of her blond her fell off from her ponytail.

“Quartier Latin,” he said with the best French accent he could, with a smile on his face.

“You're joking, I won't be able to do anything from there.”

“I'm not joking, perfect place,” he assured as he came closer to her, putting a finger on the Quartier Latin. “Three can stand with a car on the Place de l'Etoile and block the police, until you go down there and I'll work my things up there.”

“You just want to see Notre Dame, don't you,” she asked, a grin on her face as he rolled his eyes.

“Just, leave it to me, I'm the expert here Eight. Trust me.”

“I'll trust you,” she promised. “I hope you won't fail your promise.”

“Never.”

They stood there, in silence, looking at the map for a long moment, Sasha trying to memorize the streets she would drive in, just because she wanted the mission to go as smoothly as she imagined it in her head. Two told her that she would take her on a small visit of Paris before the mission, but she wanted to impress the whole crew, showing that she could be useful, even more than what the could think. Her pride wanted to prove to them her worth, to show them that her fragile silhouette was only a facade, protecting her inner Kubica from being discovered. She wanted to impress more than anything.

“Don't die,” the words escaped from Four's mouth as Sasha still looked at the map. She rose her head towards him, he meticulously avoided her gaze as if it would hurt. As if he was truly hurt.

“What,” she whispered back, not truly understanding.

“I said what I said,” he couldn't repeat those words, it hurt too much. “Last time I built up a plan like this, I... We lost our driver, Six. I just don't want this to happen again,” he said, looking into her eyes now with pain, some kind of despair. Everything Sasha didn't knew he could convey through his gaze.

“I'll be fine,” she reassured him. “I'm called Kubica for a reason, Four.”

“Watch out your hand then, we never know if the curse is on you too,” he slightly joked before looking back at the map. She truly hoped he was right.

Looking up to the sky, looking up to her mother, Eight sat in front of her trailer, as usual now, her bare legs sunbathing. February, and it was so hot in here, no snow but dust, no ice but dust, no trees but dust. Nothing but dust. Her mind still healing from leaving her friends behind, leaving Marta and Piotr who became another family to her and now, now she had to build everything from scratches. Everything went well for the moment, the Ghosts being welcoming and caring, mostly Five being her anchor for the past months and Four from time to time, when they exchanged about their countries, joked about the lack of white Christmas, even listened to traditional music sometimes – when Four decided it wasn't the time to listen to The Score.

As she thought about how her life was fucked up now, she felt some shade on her legs, a small chill, goosebumps. She opened one eye to see Four, standing in front of her, his hoodie on his head and his hands in the large pockets he has. He smiled at her, as she groaned.

“Don't you see I'm in the middle of something right here,” she asked him sarcastically, protecting her eyes from the sun as she looks up at him.

“You seem extremely busy,” he emphasized. “I absolutely shouldn't disturb you to take you to this Eastern shop or whatever,” he finally mumbled, turning back as Sasha's mouth went agape.

“Fuck,” she swore when she heard Polish, “there is a fucking Polish shop right here? In the middle of this fucking desert?” Her excitement and surprise could be heard in her tone, as her eyes began to shine slightly. Four looked back at her, with a grin.

“Planning taking you there because you asked me how I managed to survive in here without real food,” he explained.

“You're an angel Four!” she exclaimed before standing up. “Wait a minute, I'm taking my sunglasses and my wallet and to the shop we go!”

“Waiting here then.”

She clapped her hands in excitement as she went in her trailer, looking for the glasses Five gave her one day as she saw her struggling with the whole sun situation, because Sasha never wore sunglasses, never really needed these. But here, everything was different. And she needed sunglasses. Her wallet in her pocket now, Four and her got to the small car the Ghosts owned, making sure that nobody saw them going out – they would deal with responsibilities later, and how unprofessional it was to go out the base a day before the travel to Paris. This escapade was everything she needed, something new and fresh as she listened to their playlists, mostly fighting over knowing whose would play now to finally switch from one playlist to the other everytime one had enough. At some point, Sasha mentioned Valentines Day, as they already were in February, and listening to The Score, and how she would offer something to her mother on this special day. Four frowned, telling her that it was a really weird tradition, to witch Sasha's answer was putting on some Tulia on the radio as Four started to apologize – for fuck's sake no more of this music, it's not weird stop it!

Four told her to stop next to a few blocks, small houses in yellow pastel and few cars. She saw it “Eastern Market”. Heaven on Earth probably. And as they stepped into the shop, the man at the counter greeted Four with a wide smile, and even a small talk, which Sasha ignored in order to explore the place, almost drooling. She saw everything, she saw deliciousness and finesse, she saw everything she missed. From pierogi to ogorki kiszone. But mostly, she saw kabanosy, these small sticks of dried meat for which she craved for days eating pizza and fries. The food of Gods. A childish smile appeared on her face as she grabbed three packs of these, Four saw everything and couldn't stop himself from laughing. She showed him her middle finger, as a simple answer and disappeared between the stalls. Overwhelmed by pure joy, she walked around the shop, gathering sweets, snacks and all the unholy things she shouldn't tell Five she had. She wasn't able to know that Sasha's diet was spiraling out right now.

Her arms charged with her treasures, she arrived to the checkout, Four already standing there with a pack of beers. The man looked at her with a knowing look and a smile. He definitely knew.

“New in here,” he asked looking at her and then at Four.

“New colleague from Poland,” Four said looking at the man with a mocking smile, “she already misses home as you can see.” Sasha rolled her eyes, not wanting to explain everything to this unknown man at all and just to enjoy her food as soon as possible.

“Always difficult to move from your homeland, young lady,” the man confirmed, reassuring her as he put her groceries into a paper bag.

“True, especially when you know nobody.”

“But you have a friend here now,” the man told her as he pointed first at Four and then himself. “Easterners are one big family, especially in exile.”

“Holly words of truth,” Four completed happily as he put the pack of beers on the counter. “Take the beers too, I'm paying the things,” he pursued as Sasha shook her head in disagreement. “C'mon, don't do that to me, I just want to pay: no biggie!”

“... Fine,” she finally whispered, not wanting to put on a scene.

“You're lucky to have a friend like Iwan, young lady,” the man said winking at Sasha, and Sasha looked at Four, a bit dazzled, not understanding what had just happened and then, the man's question blew her mind: “and what's your name, young lady?”

“Malgorzata,” the name rolled on her tongue, her mother's name. She gathered all the remaining energy in her mind, every ounce of conviction into this: she became Malgorzata for a moment. “Yes, Iwan is really a great friend,” she then whispered, trying to process the information.

The man winked looking at Four as he just sighed and rolled his eyes before putting some money on the counter, Sasha thanked the man and they went out the shop. Her mind still blown by what happened in front of her, their names... Four would never be that stupid, right?

“Your name's Iwan,” she asked him, as he carried the groceries and the beer pack in his hands. He turned around to face her, sighing.

“If your name's Malgorzata then my name's Iwan,” he said, readjusting quickly what he was carrying. “Nice evasive reply by the way.”

“Had to find something that sounded as Polish as possible,” she said, putting her hands in her short's pockets.

“Nice. I mostly go by Iwan when I'm out here, but I have many other names: the perk of being dead,” he concluded with a warm tone until they reached the car and she opened the trunk for him. “You can have as many personalities as you wish. Just ask Three for help, he's our best creator out here.”

“Three,” she repeated, a bit surprised.

“Yeah, he'll find you a fancy name, fancy props, fancy everything. He's more of our disguise expert than a hitman,” he admitted as he closed the trunk. “I saw him and Two wearing wigs and nose prosthetic in Vegas, outrageously weird. But nobody caught them.”

“I can't wait to see what he prepared for the mission in Paris then,” she chuckled, already having a few things in mind when they'll be back at the base. She needed to have a look.

“You're absolutely not ready, nobody is. I'm usually out of the disguise thing because I'm mostly in the air so... Oh yeah,” he snapped out of the blue, “be ready to hear him practicing French in his mic, he always practices the language of the country we're in.”

“Got it.”

“And he'll want to impress Two, so sometimes horny talks,” he warned her with a little smile, “in Hong Kong he wasn't in best shape and wanted to fuck Two in the elevator.”

“No shit,” she said, almost not surprised about it. “I'm sure Two wanted to kill him.”

“You're absolutely right.”

“Well, let's go before we get in serious troubles with One,” Sasha concluded, putting her hand on the back of the car.

“I'm the troublemaker in this team, get used to it,” he replied, laughing a bit as he went up the front part of the car.

“You met another troublemaker Four, twice as troublesome as you,” she teased him still standing behind.

“We'll see that in Paris.”

Yes, they would see.

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do,,,, all of the questions >:))) (if you want)

1. favourite place in your country?

Tatra Mountains are the absolute best

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad?

Abroad! Travelling to other countries is one of my favourite things in the world

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3. does your country have access to sea?

yup, Baltic Sea, I live by said sea and it’s very fun

the farthest possible place from the mountains tho :\

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

pierogi obviously :) pierogi are boiled dumplings in the endearing shape of a cloud filled with meat, mushrooms and cabbage, lentils, cheese or fruit, my favourite are pierogi with blueberries <3

5. favourite song in your native language?

today it's Deszcz na betonie by Taco Hemingway

6. most hated song in your native language?

the entirety of disco polo

7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

rzeżucha banan (as an insult) żelki

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom?

yeah, mostly with Russians and Ukranians, mostly by Americans because they have no idea of what's in Europe (no offence yall)

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best?

Germany and Slovakia, they're both so fun!

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

💫kurwa💫 is the most common one although my personal favourite is ja pierdolę (fuck me/fuck this/fuck my life) chuj also rolls of the tongue pretty nice (means dick but is used as an exclamation)

11. favourite native writer/poet?

Wisława Szymborska, very cool lady, Nobel Prize winner

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?

never searched for that, probably cringe

13. does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

many weird/fun Christmas and Easter traditions (mostly food related)

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

cinema meh, tv hell no!

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

ALL of politics basically,,, maybe Podlasie

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

I hate all the stereotypes but I have to agree with them because of the VERY LARGE :((( part of our society that actually is conservative / close minded / uneducated / alcoholic / nationalist / homophobic / all of the above and brings shame onto the whole nation

17. are you interested in your country’s history?

only the last century excluding WWI

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?

nope

19. do you like your country’s flag and/or emblem? what about the national anthem?

i mean it's only two colors, what opinion there is to have??? the anthem’s melody is nice

20. which sport is The Sport in your country?

Ski Jumping

21. if you could send two things from your country into space, what would they be?

um ME (as in get rid of, the government)

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

i like the folklore - traditional art, fashion and dance

i'm also really proud of Polish scientists like Maria Skłodowska-Curie or Copernicus, the present day musicians, they're really talented, and Polish climbers, they're badass ;)

23. which alcoholic beverage is the favoured one in your country?

💫vodka💫

24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?

probably Russians

25. would you like to come from another place, be born in another country?

yes, very much so. Poland's cultural heritage is cool but the government, church and the society in general are all rotten, we have much less career/job opportunities than the rest of Europe, also terrible homophobia :(((

26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?

it's mostly comic relief based on stereotypes or sadly sth associated with WWII tragedies

27. favourite national celebrity?

???

28. does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? do you have favourites?

mountains on the south, many lakes on the north-east, my favourite are High Tatra Mountains and all the little lakes there

29. does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country?

here's the thing: Tricity consists of well, three cities:

Gdańsk - the big old one, some parts date back to like the middle ages, most developed, many green areas

Gdynia - the young modern one, harbour, kind of industrial landscape, lots of cultural stuff happening, pretty artsy

Sopot - a little, romantic town, inhabitet mostly by tourists and the elderly, you usually go on dates or Sunday walks with your family there

Gdańsk's and Gdynia's football clubs are archenemies and that's how the discussion of which city is better started. the beef is real.

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family?

Italian, English :D

Thank you @silversickles for this ask, I had so much fun answering it aaaah <3

#YES it took me TWO WHOLE DAYS to answer but nevermind #thanks so much :DDDD #me #poland

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