voice, un: kokonose

[asymbiotic]

Hello, um, I should probably introduce myself. My family name is Kokonose, my given name is Chuuta, and I just arrived here. [He's a little bit rambling right now but this whole communicator thing is kind of weird and he's still getting used to it.]

I'm a college student, but I work in the restaurant industry and have a lot of other cooking and baking experience. So I'll be cooking here, and if anyone would like me to cook for them please let me know. I don't want anyone else to feel like they have to eat raw potatoes because they don't have any options.

If there's anything important I need to know about kitchen routines and rules please let me know, I don't want to inconvenience anyone. [the last thing he wants to do is cause any problems but it's probably inevitable.]

The only other things I'm any good at are sewing and housekeeping, so please let me know if you need any help with that.

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[asymbiotic]

Wow. [He says, because he's still rebooting. And then, suddenly extremely flustered, and turning away (and turning red).]

Um-! Right, sorry! There's some, some steamed buns that are almost ready.

[lest]

〈 either oblivious to or ignoring his nervousness around her, helen drifts forward to observe. (thankfully with enough sense to avoid hot spots and sharp objects.) she studies the shapes of the foodstuffs before him with frank curiosity. 〉

What are these made with?

〈 is this helping? probably not. is she aware of this? it's a mystery, scoob. 〉

[asymbiotic]

[There's a lot here, since he's trying to make enough food for today for anyone who wants it, and to have some things prepped for grab and go options in the fridge (he's stress-cooking....)]

Those are some of the steamed buns that I haven't cooked yet. [He explains, and motions to a steamer on the stove, where the first batch is cooking.]

They're bread, filled with pork, onions, and mushrooms.

[The nervousness fades out pretty quickly, since he's talking about something he enjoys.]

[lest]

〈 hestia must smile upon him. for not only is his enthusiasm for the task a small joy to witness, wonderful is the smell wafting off the food. 〉

From whom did you learn this art?

[asymbiotic]

I took some classes in school. [He explains, as he goes back to his prep work.] But I'm mostly self-taught. I lived with my aunt growing up, and she's a great baker but not a very good cook.