Few Po historical headcanons that help me to get thru the day
in no real order, just- feel the feels
the name Łukasiewicz he’s chosen after the fall of the communism
in 1940 he was thrown to one of concentration camps but he got freed by Czochralski to work with Weigl as a pediculus-feeder. In 1942 he run away to France and with his help he got to Britain. From there he and his boys (and girls!) helped the lesser assholes Allies win the war.
he has a pin with Maria Skłodowska Curie on his favorite jacket
he sews most of his clothes because of how poor he was in PRL (or ‘Polish People Republic’ a k a e v r y t h i n g b u t r e p u b l i c o f p o l i s h p e o p l e), so he had to be creative
America sent him, Prussia and Hungary clothes and stuff from outside the curtain (i don’t have to explain what the curtain was... do i?)
still has a jacket of one of his boys from dywizjon 303
he always goes to the graves of his loved ones (Chopin, Ulam, Curie, Banach, etc.) in november
on 11th of november always goes on Wawel to check on ghosts of Słowacki & Mickiewicz if they didn’t kill each other, on Kościuszko - his heart and pride - on his beautiful Kings and on Żulik (Piłsudski) the man whom he loved, loves and will love and be greatful to for the rest of eternity
is in love with science and could never live without it
is kind of hurt by how England, France and others choose to forget him and his children but he chooses not to show it and do his work
has such a resting bitch face Western Europeans get shivers (it’s worse than Germany’s and Sweden’s taken together, trust me)
does not trust any of the western countries, honestly. (maybe Ireland and Scotland but just a little)
He met Scotland in 1942 when at Scot’s place his boys (and girl!) were training to become the Silent Unseen. That’s where Scotland fallen a bit in love with him. (But hey-! You could have a bit of a crush on him, too, especially after all this stories Ireland had told him)
While on the run he met with Hungary - that’s where he met Chrissy Granville for the first time - they cried. a lot. then she gave him food, water, supplies and cigarettes.
those are mostly 20th century, but I just had lots of feels on WW2 today, sorry not sorry