testrun_box | Another weird OC for SRWU

[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...

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[There is a long pause at that comment.] Not really.

And, yeah, we should be. Now we need to let it cool so it doesn't melt the butter when we mix it.

Ah, that's a shame.

So that's what you do? I do not really know any advanced cooking recipes, I am willing to learn though. It could be useful.

Well, it is when you're making Italian buttercream. If we were making meringue it'd be ready or just needed baking.

So there are many varieties? That's to be expected, isn't it.

I'll just put this in the fridge to cool it down. That's alright, yes?

We'd have to watch it carefully to make sure it doesn't get too cold...I think. I haven't made this before.

The first time is always the most difficult, isn't it? Let's wait the slow way, then.

[Ren observes the bowl as it cools down, lightly swaying back and forth. There's a certain aura of childish anticipation here...]

Yeah. But the most exciting too.

[Kei starts cleaning things, getting the butter out of the fridge and similar, instead of literally watching the bowl.]

I wonder is it something I could do on a regular basis. I wouldn't mind helping here and there, as long as I am around.

I doubt that there will be made that much buttercream, but I imagine the cooking staff won't mind help.

I do not mean only cooking - but that too, of course. I suppose there is a lot of things that people may need help with.

I would like to ease their daily burden.

I'm sure there are plenty of things people might want help with. Maybe try asking around?

I will do just that. Well... I would like to taste your food first, if you do not mind.

Sure. It'll be done once we add the butter cream as frosting.

Oh, I just can't wait!

I doubt you'll need to wait for long. You just need to ask somebody who is in charge of something practical.

[Ren laughs quietly.]

I was talking about the cake actually, the cake. I should be glad you perceive me as so eager, though.

Oh...It should be done soon. [As if to add emphasis to her words, Kei went over to check on the meringue, finding it suitably cooled to begin mixing with the butter.]

[Ren politely observes what you're doing. Obviously this must take great concentration so they're quiet so as not to distract you.]

[This part looks pretty easy, though. So does spreading the buttercream on the cake.]

And it's done.

Ahh! This looks really good.

Would you mind if I try first?

No, go ahead.

[She still cuts a slice herself, rather than letting the mysterious, horned person do so, handing the plate it's on and a cake fork to Ren.]

Thanks.

[Ren cuts off a piece of cake and eats it.]

It's delicious! You did great.

[There's a brief, faint look of surprise on Kei's face. Her cake was as sweet as usual, after all.]

That's good to hear. [She cut a slice herself and began eating.]

I see, this recipe must have come from a culture that really enjoys being overwhelmed by the sweetness of taste. It was well worth waiting for.

I adapted the recipe a bit to suit my taste better.

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