BISEXUAL'S FOLLY

who taught him how? what are his go-to recipes? is he down-to-a-science by the book (baker) or will he adjust for availability/vibes (cook)? and of course, how does he feel about other people in the kitchen with him? LOL

Darling Val with her darling questions and I have been sitting on it for so long, for no reason. But finally, behold!

So, important to note that Qyrhu cannot cook. He never had to learn and never cared to during most of his active Sith Lord time. Other people cooked for him, servants, military kitchens, businesses etc. Qyrhu knows how to boil water in an electric kettle to pour over cup noodles, that is the extent for a long while.

He knows what cooking entails because he has watched countless hours of cooking shows and how-tos simply because he usually puts on something like that or other kinds of documentaries to watch mindlessly after long missions when he needs to rest his body. He just lays on the couch, watches with glassy eyes and vegetates while he tries to ignore whatever pains and aches dully pulse through his body. Still, some of the knowledge gleaned there manages to stick, dimly.

Then comes the time when he is taking a break from the Alliance where he is living among a group of Twi’lek that are part of an organisation (organized gang?) that fight for Twi’lek liberation and cultural preservation (he was accepted there because he was Vette’s tag-along, plus his use was noticed when it was necessary to go against some Hutt’s forces). Qyrhu seems a bit lost there at first, and a bit listless, and that pisses off the guy who is in charge of feeding the group, so he ropes Qyrhu into helping out in the kitchen. And Qyrhu just goes along with it, at least there is something to do during downtime and he doesn't have to sit with all his thoughts and nothing else. So there he gets the idea that this is something he could do, even though he is mostly cutting and peeling things for the others. The food prepared there is meant for a big group, so it’s mostly big stews and the like, and there's always at least two or three people in the kitchen, making this a communal activity as well. Qyrhu pays more and more attention, and comes to appreciate the cook’s gruff and organized manner in which he and his family are preparing food for all of them. Qyrhu sometimes asks if he can make a separate pot alongside the large one when some of the used ingredients are difficult for his whiny digestive system, and the cook allows him (he first has to hear about spoiled human brat). This is his first cooking experience, with heavy guidance from the others in the room.

When he comes back to the Alliance, he feels like continuing on this streak. Especially when he feels a wave of listlessness coming upon him again. In the beginning, he is a bit too ambitious and goes for rather complex dishes that don’t match his skill or preparation, so accordingly, they don’t really work out, or he runs out of steam in the middle of it, standing in a messy kitchen (he’s not good at cleaning/storing away during the process) and feeling overwhelmed. That’s usually how Vette finds him when she pops in spontaneously, or Theron when he comes back late at night, and both of them are also overwhelmed like ‘please tell me this was a repelled assassination attempt and not something else??’. He feeds a lot of his early dishes to Bergola and the other exoboars out in the woods (‘at least they appreciate everything I do…’). But he does get better at it. So much so that he can eventually invite other people to eat his food and they like it. He is quietly very proud of that. When I say ‘quietly’ I actually mean that the whole entire room feels the pride radiating from him.

He imperatively needs recipes and usually adheres to them because his sense of what would work or not is not developed at all, but over time he can allow himself a bit of deviation, which is more his style. Still, he definitely also bakes and has learned the hard way to not freestyle overmuch there (Vette: “Wow, do you do weddings??’ at his hard brick of a cake). Qyrhu sometimes calls up his cook friend from back then because he can’t find anything on the holonet about how he specifically did it (“Are you still with Vette? Is Vette going to eat from this?” – “Of course!” – “Fine.”).

Vette and Theron share his living space so they witness the emergence of that new hobby of his. If they roast him over his first attempts, the opportunity was just too glaring to pass up on, they just couldn’t not. Qyrhu threatens to never let them have a bite for their trouble, but they can usually mollify him by helping him clean up the kitchen (which is a feat in itself).

Other than that, on most days, Qyrhu appreciates some company in the kitchen, just to talk to or read off what the next step of the recipe is, or he also likes to conscript them to wash and cut the vegetables. It's kind of how he experienced it with the Twi'lek and he likes recreating this atmosphere with the people close to him.

However, questioning his methods must be chosen wisely, as too much of it would get a person thrown out. It’s not much of an issue with his usual company, the learn fast. Vette helps herself to a drink of her choice, sits herself on a barstool and chats with him. Theron comes in there watching for opportunities to snatch a few bites out of the pot without Qyrhu noticing bc he remembered that he’s really hungry actually (also sometimes because he just likes to poke Qyrhu, it’s a hobby of his). Qyrhu learns and starts to plan for that and has a snack or a used bowl to clean out ready for him (which disarms Theron right from the onset the first few times this happens). Sometimes, Lana brings a bottle of red to share and they talk while Qyrhu cooks and Lana drinks and eats appetizers.

So I just got to the point in the SW story where Malavai complains to you about Vette being a cute curious little shit and, being the idealistic to a fault nice person my SW is, she said she’d go talk to Vette about it.

Only there’s no option to go do that when the conversation ends.

And now I’m just imagining the SW casually poking their head into the engine room to talk to her.

SW: Can you please stop bugging Quinn.

Vette: *finger guns* No.

wip… some grills i have been playing lately… mostly my blue babby

I LIKE it

someone else might LIKE it

it is FUN to do

I get those THOUGHTS out of my head

it's fun to look BACK on

have I mentioned it's FUN?

it's CATHARTIC

it's nice to see what I CAN DO

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