[color=9e0b0f][/color]
He was moving, moving impossibly fast for a human, yet slow for a non. His guns were sheathed although his blades were not. As he moved his eyes shifted from a mediocre yellow to a brilliant white. His destination was between that gunship and whatever or whoever it was after.

Within moments he was in the fray of the bullets, throwing orbs of blinding and white hot lights towards the airship. He recognized the symbols on the ship, and he wasn't very happy. He all but ignored the person behind him, barely.

[color=9e0b0f]"Hoe you best get the fuck outta here."[/color]
he roared over the sound of the bullets.