WHO: Owen Harper & Nathan Petrelli WHAT: Flamethrowers are fun! Making them almost as much as using them. WHERE: Owen's Hotel Room/Make Shift Lab WHEN: June 5th RATING: PG STATUS:In Progress
Owen Harper hadn't even tried to clean up. There were random scraps littering the hotel room, and he'd went to the trouble of shutting Kojak up in the bathroom until he'd finished working. He certainly didn't want the puppy to get into anything that he had in here at the moment. Poisoned meat was one thing, but if Kojak took a liking to one of the chemicals that he'd been messing with, they'd end up getting another visit from Death.
The finished product of all of his labor was sitting on the table in the main area of the room at the moment. The flamethrower wasn't exactly professional looking. It did have the appearance of something that had been cobbled together from various bits and bobs that had been fished out of the local junkyard by someone with only limited and secondhand information on how to construct a weapon, but it worked, and Owen had found that in the long run, that was the only thing that mattered to most people.
Owen had some things from Suzie when she had still worked for Torchwood that were not really helpful to his part of the agency. It was nice to finally put them to use.