The sense of confusion Ienis had been feeling earlier was getting worse.<br/><br/>While working with the cleanup crews and keeping civilians from entering areas that could still contain too much dust in the air (those work areas were relegated to automatons) Ienis found himself collecting some shards of metal. Not too often, but occasionally he would come across a bit of metal that seemed familiar. He had come across three so far, one of which had a bit of blood on it. He was keeping them in a separate pouch for now, intending to take a better look at them later when he had time.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry sir, but this area is off limits to those not partaking in rescue efforts." He addressed the unfamiliar face that was heading this way. There had been quite a few people earlier who were capitalizing on the tragedy. He had to keep the area safe, and the area wasn't exactly safe for people anyways.<br/><br/>(( ooc - I'll leave whoever it happened to be open just in case anyone wants an invitation to post more x3  ))