Supply Run [Open to Brainy and others in location]
It had been nice of the ship to leave him with at least a few of his boomerangs, but Owen felt almost naked with his arsenal depleted so much. Not to mention the fact that this place allegedly got intermittent lethal bug problems. To that end, he needed tools, he needed supplies, and he needed a place to work. Asking around with both the ship and it's inhabitants had pointed him towards the Special Weapons division.
He poked his head in once he got there, looking around. "Yo? Anyone here?"
He poked his head in once he got there, looking around. "Yo? Anyone here?"