Another weird OC for SRWU

[jianai]

[1]
[You're doing something troublesome. Peeling potatoes in the kitchen? Fixing a mecha? Bandaging up wounded before they bleed to death? It makes no difference because suddenly!]

Hello there. My name is Ren Ubuntu. Allow me to lend a hand if you don't mind?

[A weird person appears. Are those horns real? Not waiting for your answer, Ren starts to help with whatever you're doing.]

[2]
[Time for a mecha piloting exercise.]

I'm sorry, I wish I could turn it off. It... gets rather embarassing sometimes, really.

[Ren's training Genoace has a golden halo around its head for some reason. It's like an orthodox icon. If those were mobile suits.]

[3]
Oh my. Really?

So we're doing this now?

[Ren wants to use gender-segregated facilities, like a bathroom or a changing room. Despite the choice words, this weird horned person seems amused rather than annoyed. Then they just turn for the room with a shorter waiting line.]

[4]
[Combat prompt. And it's not doing well.

Someone just suffered from a deadly hit - beam saber to the cockpit, giant beam, this kind of thing. It could be an ally. It could be you. But as it happens, a flash of light momentarily blinds everyone.]

Ahh... ahh... I made it! Just in time.

[The pilot who was to suffer the killing blow is totally unhurt - even if their ride is still damaged. While Ren stands nearby, looking relieved. And also covered in blood, huge gaping wounds covering their body.]

Thank... goodness...

[Collapse.]

Comments

[empress_without_a_throne]

Well, don't worry too much about it. Genoaces here have typically survived past the usual battlefield lifetime expectancy.

So how's your accuracy in that thing?

[jianai]

I am... average? Let's say average.

My abilities to pilot a mobile suit are nothing special. It is a bit embarassing.