Insert woof, receive fluff

[rikimaru]

(You could be just about anywhere, doing whatever it is you normally do in uneventful days. Whatever your current agenda, you pass by a park that's been very well tended to. The grass is fresh and vibrant, trees strong and wise, birds happily chirping in the branches and a very lovely field of flowers, filled with many different colors and species of plant. It's an impressive sight and one that may have you asking who would put so much dedication into a public place. There's no one who can say for sure, but your strongest hint is a wolf-like robot laying peacefully among the flowers. He's human sized, his eyes closed and completely still. It's clear to anyone that this wolf is asleep and despite his metallic exterior, there's something adorable about this picture. Something that almost makes you want to reach out and observe this still robot...)

((Open musebox for Koh shenanigans because I'm craving fluffy things tonight. If you need any info about him, you can read more about it here. Or if you want a prompt different from this one, there's plenty to roll and pick from here. I'm mostly in the mood for fluff, but I'm open to suggestion!))

Comments

[spacejackaroo]

[Some people have a natural sense of wonder, where life presents one beauty after another. These people are not a Lasat honor guard. Or a grumpy one for that matter.

Zeb didn't think much of the scenery other than looking for any signs of where he was. So far he's got nothing.

The six foot Lasat's about to give up when he sees something actually useful lying in the grass. Not the most orthodox-looking droids, but it'll do. He's too worn out to care.

He nudges the bot with his foot.]

Hey you, got any communications on there?

[rikimaru]

(This droid does not appreciate being nudged with a foot like that, but he makes no comment of it as he looks up at the unfamiliar man, still laying on the ground.)

Communications?

[spacejackaroo]

You're a droid, aren't you?

[Said as if this was the most obvious thing.]

Then go on and help me send a signal.

[rikimaru]

(The robot slowly tilts his head.)

My systems do not have communications technology .

[spacejackaroo]

What kind of droid are you then!?

[rikimaru]

I am Koh.

[spacejackaroo]

What in karablast is a Koh?

[rikimaru]

I am Koh.

(You set yourself up for that one, let's be real.)

[spacejackaroo]

[GROAN.]

What do you do?

...some kind of sport, looks like.

[rikimaru]

Do?

(A slight pause.)

I...enjoy growing flowers.

[spacejackaroo]

...what kind of bucket-headed dolt makes a flower-growin' droid?

[villagepup]

I do not know who created me. I woke up here, in this world, without instruction.

[spacejackaroo]

You have a pretty lousy maker, if you ask me...

[He shrugs.]

Oh well, you're a droid you're good for something. Maybe you can spell out a distress signal with flowers.

[villagepup]

Distress signal? (A pause.) You mentioned communications...do you need to contact someone?

[spacejackaroo]

Dunno what's it to you, but yeah. Gotta get in touch with my crew.