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[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[A small, yellow cube rolls onto the Plane-- that is, a small yellow cube, about half as tall as an average-sized human, with lenses for eyes -- and he's tracking in a lot of dirt. He's currently attempting to shovel what appears to be trash into his stomach while humming a cheerful tune in a high-pitched and mechanical voice. The panel on the front of his body shuts, and the robot shudders as he compresses himself. He seems to be concentrating primarily on this activity, and so he notices nothing particularly out of the ordinary--]

. . . Whoa!

[-- That is, he notices nothing until he finally pauses in his compression, glancing around to decide where to begin his next garbage tower. He freezes, his metal arms outstreched in surprise, realizing that something is Terribly Wrong.]

Oh!

[But why is the trash gone?! He remains frozen for a second longer before he begins to dash around frantically, waving his arms in a panic. The robot circles the area, once, twice, three times, and finally realizes to his dismay that there's no visible exit. He quickly snaps down into cube form, his eyes and treads withdrawing into his body, his arms snapping in along his torso. All the while, he's emitting a frightened buzz.

A moment passes, and his trembling causes the metal parts of his body to rattle. He's making a bit of a racket, unfortunately. Another moment passes, and he's still humming with fright -- only now his shuddering is getting a bit worse.

And now another moment passes. His front panel opens up, and a brick of compacted trash falls out onto the ground, only to quickly snap shut once again.]

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[contract_star]

[...Robot.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[This describes Juni's expression adequetly: :O]

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

Ah...?

Um... [Approaches the robot slowly. She lifts her glasses briefly to confirm that he's real.] It's okay...no one will hurt you here.

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[Said robot is still in his travel-sized boxy form! Evidently he must believe this renders him invisible.]

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[WALL-E will be remaining in turtle-mode for a bit, please hold.]

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[WALL-E is still shuddering, but after a moment, his slowly raises his eyes from his torso, peeking out at her.]

[contract_star]

...Um...hello?

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[Ah, a voice? A second passes, and his shaking subsides a little; his eyes rise a bit from his body, and he regards Hei a bit warily.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Ammy has little sense of personal space, so she'll be trotting up and sniffing at the robot now.]

Ah! Goodness!

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

...The heck?

[Reaches down to pick up WALL-E's trash cube. Which is a bit heavy, but hooray metalbending.]

...Wow. This is all metals I've never seen before.

[contract_star]

[Headtilt.] Hello.

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[Oh dear, a white wolf certainly isn't what he's expecting to see when he finally peeks out again -- which is why his treads are popping out, and he's scooting himself away, just enough to maintain a personal bubble.]

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

[Crouches down and holds her hand out to him, like she would do with a nervous dog.]

Hello. My name is Yasako. Are you...a program of some kind?

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[Oh noes, his trash cube! WALL-E looks up, glancing between the girl and the cube, and he hums nervously.]

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[Sloooowly, WALL-E begins to unfold from his cube, and the lenses in his eyes adjust to focus on this stranger. His head tilts a little to the side, the tips of his clamp-hands click together, and he watches Hei expectantly.

After a beat, he finally waves up at him.]

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

[Shifts her feet against the ground.] And you're all metal too. Except...you're moving around.

Living metal? [Ponders this for a moment, then sets the cube back down.] Here, I guess you want this back.

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[His eyes focus on her hand, and when he realizes she means no harm, he unfolds himself. The tips of his hands tap against one another nervously before he finally takes her hand and shakes it.

[With his other hand, he points to himself; when he finally speaks, he does so slowly -- he's clearly unused to it.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[...wtf the metal thing just moved.]

Oh...forgive me! I did not mean to startle you. [She lies down on her belly and starts sniffing at the trash cube.] But this is all certainly interesting, isn't it? This scent...this would be "chemicals," right? Ah, and that other thing--"pollution?"

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

[DAAW. She smiles at the handshake.]

It's nice to meet you, WALL-E. Are you new here? [She gestures at the Astral Plane.]

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[He continues to watch her for a little while, before he finally comes out of his shell. He scoots closer to her curiously, his head tilted. Pointing to himself, he says slowly and carefully,]

[He points at her and makes an inquisitive sound.]

[contract_star]

[Hei tentatively waves back. Then he crouches down.]

You must be a robot of some kind...this is new. Um...I'm Hei. Can you understand me?

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

Heh, you talk, too? [She smiles a little and jabs a thumb at her chest.] I'm Toph.

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[His hands move back to their customary position, clamps touching together a little in front of his chest. He nods in answer to her question, and begins to look around again.

-- And then he makes the mistake of looking down, oops. The flaps above his eyes shoot up and he shouts in surprise, gesturing frantically at the ground.]

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[He watches her for a bit longer before cautiously moving closer; he unfolds slightly from his boxed form, but his limbs remain close to his torso, in case he needs to go back into his shell.

At her questioning, he regards her blankly -- oh, but he recognizes the word "pollution!" He nods.]

[compactlove.livejournal.com]

[He says this experimentally--] [-- and fails.]