fandomtownies | Syndulla Scrap, Thursday

"Oh no, guys, you really don't want to do that..."

Vette was standing back with a Coke in her hand, watching a small group of very giving... big... hairy guys... leaning over the fence that was keeping the chompy metal pieces in, hoping to gift them with the miracle of Coca Cola.

The bitey biys were having none of it, except for the mostly tame one, who was mostly just jumping up and trying to bite the offered bottle out of the hairy guy's outstretched paw.

Vette crossed her arms over her chest. Raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I told you all. Not even the magic of carbonated syrup-based beverages can soothe those things. I don't even know if they can drink."

Dejected, a few of the bears drifted away from the pen, offering Vette some more Cokes along the way.

"Hey... thanks."

[OOC: Open scrapyard is open!]