xxxxxxxU L R I C HxxZ O D
xxxxxxxxxxparentage: Dru-Zod
xxxxxxxxxxoutfit: Gala
xxxxxxxxxxhex: #4c0000
The descendants wisely chose to escort themselves out and Ulrich did a quick head count, even involving the extra three they picked up on the rescue op. Everyone was in one piece or enough of a piece not to worry about. But his whole body and being remained tense, and his fists balled up. Doing the right thing and having responsibility was this extra hard work that a year or so ago, he didn't ever have to bother with. He did what was his own benefit and he destroyed whoever or whatever got in that way. It was an easy, efficient and red solution. And he wouldn't have been hurt because of it.
"Where exactly are we heading to? Do you even know where we are." One of the pick ups asked, addressing another major obstacle to get through. Some gunshots sounded, leaving the guy to worry about it one step at a time. "Anywhere is better than here, I suppose." He answered himself, speaking the majorities mind.
And they were running again, towards the military truck Frankie and Wren occupied. As his legs carried him at the normal, human speed, he grit his teeth, only able to think that'd things would be easier if the sun were only out. But no. His dark her plastered to his face with the rain and his pants and shirt stuck to him and became heavier. He made a lunge for the truck as a few of the others covered him and themselves. Many sounds and colors darted and whizzed by but the oddest was a purple emanating from his peripheral. Once aboard the truck Ulrich turned to the source, seeing soldiers burn alive due to the flames. Or were they melting on the spot?
Ulrich paid a glance to the cause and lifted his brows in surprise. Brutal but efficient, he wanted to say, but felt that wasn't really a welcome opinion or much of an assurance. Anyway most the group was alert and had things covered and Ulrich felt strangely tired. If anything went wrong again, he was sure he'd hear the screams and shouts of others. So he got comfortable or as comfortable as he could in the truck and crossed his arms across his chest and let his eyes close. At least for a while.