SARK lacklusterly grabbed anything remotely mechanical or metal, including the cuffs, hoping to maybe find the keys to the cuff in the backseats or the trunk. After stuffing the loot in his backpack, he opened one of the rusty doors to the backseats.

The Scavenger took a step back as he saw what lay behind the door, gagging at the sight. Robbie had seen quite a number of corpses in his life, but that does not mean that he was any more at ease with them. He screwed his eyes shut as he took deep breaths of the foul air, trying to keep down what little he had eaten still down. He shook as he shut out the horror and revulsion from the blood bath, calming down slightly. "It's just an object... it's just an object..." he repeated to himself, opening his eyes to the darkness of the shop.

Taking one last breath, he peeked his head into the room, his Modified pistol in hand as he scanned the room. For try as he might, he was always worried that what seem to be monster victim instead fell prey to some beast-like Indijust. He could never shake that paranoia, not since he found the crushed remains of one pinned beneath an overpass.

Robbie merely continued muttering his mantra of the long dead people and the fallen robot as objects, stepping as carefully as he could to avoid the bodies; Seems whatever happened to these humanoids might have involved the... odd droid that could be a Pathagon android or a Indijust. He reached into the rusted carcass of the metal construct, removing the Power Cell and shoving it into a pocket. He turned back to the long dead being, who chose death over whatever other fate awaited, and carefully took the shotgun from his hands- accidental discharge is something to be wary of.

Frowning for a moment, he would try to open any panels in the chest or head of the bot, slicing into it with a low power Melter if none were present . He couldn't forget the components that made it run after all.

"Curious. A revolver?" SARK commented as he carefully picked up the snubnose, putting it in his rucksack. Again, SARK wasn't exactly good with ranged weaponry, but having one for the parts was nice. Now it was time for the trunk; although SARK honestly wouldn't be surprised if he found a nest of saber rats in there with the immense luck he was having.

The man swallowed as he noted whatever microchips or processors could be salvaged, wrapping them carefully in the rags he had found earlier. He did this, trying to focus on the supplies that could be purchased with what he has found instead of the fear and paranoia that caused his normally steady hands to shake. Robbie muttered his mantra, trying hard to slow his breathing as the power cell in his jacket felt heavier by the moment, the old blood that made for the macabre scene before him and the mangled bodies making for memories he kept stashed deep within him. Stumbling back, he closed his eyes as thoughts flowed back into the fore front of his mind, phantom screams filling his ears and the rumble of a cave causing his body to shake and the ungodly red flames that leaped and reached for him as the figure of his brother was replaced with ash and burning air that filled his lungs and his he had to run he had to leave he left his brother-

His shaking hand he gripped at his beanie, the familiar texture acting on something to focus on as control slowly returned to his body; Drawing a shuddering breath he reopened his eyes as he held his brother's hat in his hands- the accidental gift- and slowly replaced it upon his head. Opening the chamber of his newly found weapon to note the single shell then clicking it back into place, he gave the room a final once over to try and figure what sort of room this bloody spectacle took place in, or if his light pen would reveal any items he had missed initially.

Sam, jumped at the screech of that damn rat, her heart was truly racing at an unknown speed. She forced herself too calm down, by taking deep breaths. She just needed too get the stuff and then get out. Dropping her wrench she grabbed the rubble with her gloved hand. Tugging at it she, tried too pull it, she just needed to clear a way. As she pulled the rubble away she tried too get a better look at what was behind it. Anything electronic or food, or water or just anything. At this point she was kind of desperate.