fandomtownies | Syndulla Scrap, Thursday

It felt like it had been basically forever since Vette had been into the scrapyard on account of being a little bluebird of happiness or whatever, and so it probably wasn't any wonder that the moment she set foot in the joint, she made a beeline for Rusty, so that she could give her scruffy piece of scrap metal a hug and a length of rebar to gnaw on.

And from there, Twi'lek and bitey thing were making a journey to go check on the progress that Wayne had made on the snowmobile since the last time she'd poked at it.

A lot, apparently, and she gave a low whistle before hunkering right in to start poking at bits here and there, considering anything that had been made custom, and then wondering if there was anything that could be done in order to build off of those parts and make them more efficient. Maybe she could change out the fuel systems for something a little more efficient...

If anybody needed Vette, she was going to just be... you know... trying some things. Fancy things. Potentially explosive things.

Because what else was employment for, right?

[OOC: Open!]