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

[majestic_keiki]

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.]

[jianai]

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

[majestic_keiki]

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

And it's done.

[jianai]

Ahh! This looks really good.

Would you mind if I try first?

[majestic_keiki]

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.]

[jianai]

Thanks.

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

It's delicious! You did great.

[majestic_keiki]

[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.]

[jianai]

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.

[majestic_keiki]

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

[jianai]

I wonder is it even more sweet originally, then.

[majestic_keiki]

I added more sugar to dough. It was less sweet originally.

[jianai]

Ah.

Oh.

Well, it is certainly a very unique taste.

[Ren's fork grabs out for more.]

[majestic_keiki]

And that's supposed to mean?

[jianai]

I don't recall ever eating a dish as sweet as this one.

It certainly is good, though!

[majestic_keiki]

That's great to hear. [Kei took another bite of her cake, positively beaming as she did so. It was quite different from how she'd acted earlier.]