The wreckage, spewed all over the sandy grounds, minor flames were left to burn out on their own. There would be little of the mech left, tiny pieces of it just scattered. The cockpit was perhaps the largest piece which still remained somewhat in tact though charred on the inside. The massive amount of damage done to the suit was bizarre. Even if it exploded due to malfunctions the majority of the suit would have remained intact and the pilot would have sustained only minor injuries. The cleanup would not take affect until all persons, dead or alive were removed from the field. Then, the suit, piece by every single tiny piece would be collected and piled for examination. Nothing was ever thrown away either, this suit could be recycled. The lead of this project would have been one of the ones to be apart of the inspection but he was currently in the hospital.<br/><br/>Still, the Conway bother had only joined in this morning on the testing to really just observe. Danny should have inspected the machine before she signed off on the tests and she didn't. It would be assumed that she had, no one ever signs off otherwise. The rest of the Conway's wont bother themselves with this mess, especially if they see Danny's signature on the sign off. It'll be her entire responsibility.<br/><br/>Mo knowing his duty to help Danny in any way possible would also find his way outside. He stayed high above the wreck and out of the way, out of view. He would run scans over the wreck, over the dead bodies and over anyone else who was outside. Collecting data which would be placed into a file into Danny's own secured network, that Mo maintained just for her.<br/><br/>It would take several hours to get to cleanup but once the last body is removed, the proper equipment would be brought in to find every piece that can't been seen by the human eye.<br/><br/>Within the hospital it would feel like decades. Each patient brought in, taken to a room, taken to surgery, the dead being hauled down into the basement for autopsy. Other doctors had to be called in, nurses which weren't scheduled for another couple hours came in early. Even counselors were on standby if anyone needed to talk.<br/><br/>Even when she was finished and forcefully relieved by a fellow doctor her day wouldn't be over. She would leave the hospital, stepping out into the quiet, ominous, empty parking lot. She just stood there, smoke still left a haze in the sky. Outside of the hospital and Conway tech life was normal, people went about their business.<br/><br/>Dusk. The sky illuminated with blues and orange and a nasty gray hue from the explosion. She tapped her watch and a screen appeared. She did a quick search through the schedules. Subject—105—Obsidian: schedule for a 4pm test run with her scribbled signature on the sign off. Her heart sank. The screen flickered off and she started for the corporation. What had she done? Guilt consumed her as she  wrapped her mind around what happened.<br/><br/>The what ifs. IF she inspected the machine like she should have this might not have happened. People would be dead or hurt. Not just the employees....her brother was injured too. She disregarded her responsibility and put people in danger.<br/><br/>With the injured and the dead taken care of the other workers went about their jobs. As if it hadn't happened at all. It was a shut off, something Danny didn't have. She hesitated after stepping out of the lift. Other mechs, finished and unfinished stood in place. Shadows being cast from there massive frames.<br/><br/>The monitoring station was unattended, Danny approached that first. She brought up all the schematics of the mech Obsidian and checked to see if any diagnostics had been done during or after the testing.