[01] put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out

[trashcubes]

Who: Wall-E and YOU!
When: Sunday of course
Where: Residential District
What: A little robot is doing some important work, but in order to get it done, we need to go knocking on some people's doors here.
Rating/Warning: N/A, will update as necessary?



[It's a nice and quiet Sunday, not a lot going on. However, if you have chosen to spend this day relaxing at home, you might be able to hear some noise--or rather, music, coming from somewhere outside of the door of your residence here:]

Put on your Sunday clothes,
There's lots of world out there!
Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
Girls in white in a perfumed night
Where the lights are as bright as the stars!

[Soon enough, you'll hear a knock upon your door. Upon opening it, you'll be greeted by Wall-E here, who will offer a small wave and do one of two things:

A. Attempt to roll right on past you and go straight into your house, leaving behind a large garbage bin on wheels out in the hallway. He seems to be a robot on a mission, looking around for something. Hopefully you are someone who keeps their trash somewhere out in a noticeable spot, because that's what Wall-E's here for. Otherwise, you might end up having a nosy robot starting to poke around your things when looking for your garbage can here.

or

B. He'll take a second to turn off the music playing, and then starts digging around in a container that he hoists off his back for a moment. Once he finds what he's looking for, he holds it out for you to look at: it looks like a business card that someone was nice enough to put together for him (probably after too many attempts of Plan A made it quickly apparent that he needed a different approach instead of just going into people's houses without proper explanation), stating that he's a "Door to Door Trash Compactor" and that he's here to take care of your garbage for you today.

He'll give you a moment to look at it before he then speaks.]

Traaash?

[Is it okay if he comes inside for a moment to do some cleaning? Or, barring that, if you could bring it out here and he'll take care of it for you right here outside your door?]

Comments

[borntorebel]

Yes, I'm Leia.

[She can't help but smile fondly. There weren't droids this primitive in operation in her galaxy except on the farthest reaches of the Outer Rim planets, but at least he seems to have a learning AI installed.

When he points, she nods and stands up.]

Yes, the kitchen is just down that way. Feel free.

[trashcubes]

[Thank you! Wall-E rolls off to the kitchen, and as he goes, the noise he makes now almost sounds like humming--in fact, it kind of sounds like that tune he had been listening to a moment ago out in the hallway.

Once he reaches the kitchen, he spies the trash bin and makes his way up to it. However, instead of just grabbing it and going to dumb the contents in the larger bin waiting outside, he pauses momentarily, curious as he tries to tilt it a little so that he can see what's inside.

Got anything noteworthy in here that he should be aware of?]

[borntorebel]

[Leia cannot help but be amused at this adorable little droid. Where did he come from? He isn't the same as the others she's seen around the colony and he seems to have been given a very sweet personality.

And there's probably nothing in there but some papers and wrappers from Leia and Han cooking. Is he interested in an oddly shaped potato?]

Is there something the matter?

[trashcubes]

[Well, normally Wall-E doesn't have any interest in food, but that is certainly an oddly shaped potato we can see sitting in here. He even tries reaching a hand inside and poking at it for a moment.

...Hopefully that trash can isn't too big or heavy for him to be trying to tilt down to his height and poke around inside of, because that would be bad if he loses his grip here and ends up spilling trash onto your floor...]

[borntorebel]

[Curious, the princess follows the tiny droid into the kitchen to watch him. It's obvious that he's not like the ones run by CERES. Not with the way he's poking at her trash like he's found something amusing in it.

Sadly, some of Han's "experiments" are in the bottom of the can and it tips over, spilling garbage all over the floor and trapping the little guy under it. Before she hears the distinct crunch of metal hitting metal.]

Are you okay?

[trashcubes]

Oh... oh-kay...!

[He can be heard sort of rattling around a bit as he tries to lift this trash can off of him, sliding back and forth a bit here as the trash can still on top of him bangs against a counter or wall nearby momentarily. Eventually, he manages to push this off of him where it clatters onto the floor, but despite now having some old food and garbage clinging to him, he doesn't seem to care about that. Instead he focuses on what ended up on floor, making a noise that sounds almost like a gasp.]

Oh no! [We're sorry, we didn't mean to end up spilling so much of this onto your floor here!]

[borntorebel]

[Leia walks over and helps him clear the trash off of his head.]

It's okay. Don't worry about it. We can clean this up quickly. You're not hurt are you?

[He's just so cute. How can she not worry about him?]

[trashcubes]

[Wall-E shakes his head. Don't worry, we're not hurt, just... a little disappointed with ourselves. We must be making a terrible first impression on you here, despite the fact that she doesn't seem too worried about the garbage on the floor.

Still, we gotta do our best to make up for this, so he starts cleaning... by opening the door on his chest compartment here and beginning to shovel this garbage up and going inside his chest, using his shovel-like hands to do so.

...Don't worry, what he's doing will make sense once we get this stuff off the floor, we swear.]

[borntorebel]

[She considers stopping him from cleaning the area by shoving it all into his chest cavity, but he seems so determined and he moves quickly for someone so small. Of course, his treads probably make movement easier than Artoo's wheels and the way he was forced to waddle sometimes when he couldn't put them down. The wide, shovel-like hands seem rather efficient for what he's doing as well.]

I'm guessing you don't need help, do you?

[She picks the trash bin from where he's left it and puts it back against the counter. No need to leave it out in the way.]

[trashcubes]

[Once Wall-E's gathered enough trash, he closes the door on his chest compartment and begins to shake and make a loud, crunching sort of noise for a minute before the door opens and out falls the trash, now compacted together in a cube-like shape that he picks up with his hands and shows her.]

Tadaaa! [See? Now it's all gathered together and in an easy to carry shape!]

[borntorebel]

Convenient. [She shakes her head.] Do you do parties too?

[trashcubes]

Parrr...tieees?

[He tilts his head a little at that. Either he didn't get the joke or... well, Wall-E probably has never been to a party before, so he might not be entirely sure what those are...]

[borntorebel]

Don't worry about it. [She pats his head fondly.]

Looks like you did a great job cleaning all of that up. Do you accept tips?

[trashcubes]

Oh?

[At the question about tips, Wall-E nods: he's always happy to accept anything that people want to give him!

...Though, there is a possibility that the little robot doesn't use money much, save for paying rent here now...]

[borntorebel]

[Leia looks around for her device and sends five credits to the account linked to a Wall-E and then searches for something else.]

Stay here for a moment.

[She knows that the unfortunately shaped...thing she'd been attempting to make for Anakin was around here somewhere. She spots a flash of green under the couch in the livingroom and pulls it out. The poorly knitted hat is a hideous color and too small for anyone human, so it might actually work for the little droid.

She takes it into the kitchen and plops it over his eyes, using the mismatched strings to secure it.]

I hope you like it.

[trashcubes]

Whoa! [At first, he's a little confused, surprised by the hat suddenly being placed over his eyes. But once he reaches up and adjusts it a little, feels the material under his hands, his eyes seem to grow a little wide momentarily.]

Aahh... [Wow, he's... he's never been given a hat before--heck, has never been given a gift like this before. Now he's reaching down to play with the strings a little, and judging by the noise he's making, he sounds like he's very happy with the hat he's been given here. Mismatched strings and hideous color and all.]

[borntorebel]

Well, it...suits you, oddly enough.

[If she sounds conflicted, it's because she is. Leia's never been exactly domesticated a day in her life. Or really maternal. Her one misguided and misinformed attempt at trying to do something for her son lasted all of a week, before she realized it would never fit him and she abandoned it.

The little droid's reaction makes all the effort she went through worth it. And at least it wasn't going to waste now.]

It sounds like you're happy with it. Good. I'm glad. But don't you have other people to visit and more trash to remove?

[trashcubes]

...Oh! [Yes, you're absolutely right--he needs to be getting back to work here soon!

He starts to leave and head towards the door, but then he stops, turning to look back at Leia.

And then he's coming back over, reaching a hand out towards her, wanting to grab one of hers and shake it again. It's the best way he knows how to say that it really was a pleasure to meet her, and thanking her again for the hat she's given us here.]

[borntorebel]

[She's just about to go back to what she was reading before his entrance when he stops and takes her hand. With a slightly whimsical smile, she shakes the little droid's hand and watches him leave.]

That's new. Wait until I tell Han.