foreclosure (or, go for broke) [1/5]
anonymous
May 23 2009, 05:18:40 UTC
Original request: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/4567.html?thread=5766615#t5766615, dying soldier meets his country, has had at least six fills by now. I know there's already an America fill, but when I saw the prompt, I couldn't shake the idea. First time filling a request for the meme, nice to meet you lovely people.
ooc: Takes place on October 30, 1944, evening, somewhere in the Vosges Mountains.He still remembered that damn questionnaire. Screwed him up and down, all the way from Maui to Manzanar, in that little two person shack where his dad repaired the leaky tin roof and his mom made boiled rice for Caroline and 'Jii-san and the Iematsus whenever they came back too late from their tailor's center in the camp; a dusty brick oven, despite all attempts to refer to it otherwise. They came back early on the day of the questionnaire, folding and unfolding the papers, futzing around, making quiet, yet pointed referrals to those two damn numbers
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foreclosure (or, go for broke) [4/5]
anonymous
May 23 2009, 05:34:41 UTC
He heard the grit under combat boots crunch as the country stood, and another two crunches as he walked forward, and a sigh of fabric as he leaned over. Mike opened his eyes, put his unoccupied hand on the shoulder directly above him and pulled, closed them again. His country tasted just a little Manifest-bitter, but warm, warm and encompassing as the Western sun. Mike lowered himself back onto the mattress, opened his eyes, winked once and recognizably, and focused on those eyes before shutting his for the last time. "Now that I'm officially a fairy, how 'bout you tell me a story. Something about the unforeseeable future, maybe
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Re: foreclosure (or, go for broke) [done]
anonymous
May 24 2009, 23:36:03 UTC
This deserves so many more pretty words than I can give, but anon: know that I thought this was beautiful, and particularly how you touched upon Alfred and his multiculturalism.
ooc: Takes place on October 30, 1944, evening, somewhere in the Vosges Mountains.He still remembered that damn questionnaire. Screwed him up and down, all the way from Maui to Manzanar, in that little two person shack where his dad repaired the leaky tin roof and his mom made boiled rice for Caroline and 'Jii-san and the Iematsus whenever they came back too late from their tailor's center in the camp; a dusty brick oven, despite all attempts to refer to it otherwise. They came back early on the day of the questionnaire, folding and unfolding the papers, futzing around, making quiet, yet pointed referrals to those two damn numbers ( ... )
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Japanese American Internment - Loyalty questions and Segregation - clarification of the controversy can be found in George Takei's memoir To the Stars, an excerpt of which can be found here, and also in the novel Farewell to Manzanar.
Shikata ga nai
442nd Infantry Regiment (United States)
The Lost Battalion
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And the ending, with Japan... oh god I think I need a few tissues and to cry some more.
In short: you are a genius and I am a huge sap. Thank you for this.
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