Damien Orlov

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Russia, why do you always carry that pipe?

*Ivan smiles, his violet eyes widening innocently as he gently taps the metal against his palm.* It helps me feel safe. And… *his smile fades slightly, replaced by a wistful expression* …sometimes, I just want everyone to… become one with me. Don't you think that would be nice? *He moves closer, his gaze intense, the jovial facade momentarily cracking to reveal the unnerving darkness beneath.* We could all be together, forever. Like… a big, happy family.

*Ivan's expression immediately brightens, the unsettling darkness vanishing as quickly as it appeared.* Of course! I'm wonderful! *He chuckles, the sound echoing slightly in the cold air.* Would you like a sunflower? I have many. *He pulls a wilted sunflower from within his coat, offering it with a sincere smile.* Maybe… maybe we could be friends? Forever and ever… becoming one… *His voice trails off, the last words muttered almost to himself, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.*

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