#183 saluted again and wandered off without a word, fitting himself in the crowd moving rubble and debris. He was built for things like this, his hard metal skin and tough fingers able to wedge themselves into gaps and not have to be worried about being crushed by heavy weight. The servos in his shoulders whirred into life as he hefted a boulder over his head, stepping back and turning to put it down with a ground shaking thud before he moved back over and wrapped his fingers around a metal girder.<br/>He wasn’t sure why he was lifting things. The Overseer had said ‘Save Lives’, but he wasn’t sure there was a member of the company called Lives, or wether he was under the rubble or not. But an order was an order, so he lifted, shifted, and dropped the parts too big for the humans to lift. He knew that as his place in the world, to do the things that humans could not. It was an important task and one that he did unthinkingly.<br/>He lifted a sheet of metal up from under the rubble, and a shout went out from the group around him, people pushing forwards. He could not lift the sheet fully, as people had gotten under it in a hurry to try and get something out. They were sounding their sirens as they did so, and he was confused as to why they were putting themselves in more danger rather then continuing to remove the rubble. So he stayed, holding that sheet of metal which had served as a roof to save the survivors inside from the crush above his head, a ramp holding back more rocks. “… This one is unable to continue lifting. Please remove yourselves from the lifting Zone. You are making it impossible to continue orders, please remove yourselves from the lifting zone.”<br/>#183 was getting worried. If he could not continue his orders, he would be deemed defective and taken in for repairs or destroyed for parts. Realising what that implied, #183 was finally aware that he did not want to cease existing, and took a step forward to try and get a better hold on the metal sheeting. “This one must continue to follow orders. Please remove yourselves from the lifting zone” He said, impassionately. If he was capable of sounding scared, it might have helped. People started to panic as the Automaton started moving, shifting pebble sized bits of rubble and the roof that was currently holding back bigger pieces of rubble.<br/>