Adrian shot the vampire warrior right in the chest, sidestepping his hurtling body and reloading, sighing. This was unattainable, at this rate. The ship wasn't going to manage to make it on its own at this rate, and if he left this room, either they'd lose the prisoner or he would be slaughtered, whichever happened first. Well, if the hunters couldn't have the prisoner, neither would the vampires. He made the choice right then, walking over to her cell and unlocking it, pulling the door aside, and speaking quickly. [b]"I hate vampires, hell, I have more than my fair share reason to hate you bloodsuckers, but that doesn't mean I'm still not a soldier. I don't care what my others, my betters think, I treat a prisoner with dignity. This ship ain't gonna make it against the vampires boarding it, and I ain't gonna see a prisoner mistreated that easily in their hands. In gods honest truth, the Order would do little better, despite my best attempts, so to hell with them."[/b] He managed to catch another one mid leap, rifle stock slamming it into the ground and dazing it before it took an a slayer bolt into the chest, ending its existence and reloading.

[b]"So I won't execute you, like the others would. They would shoot you dead, not caring that the vampires are after you for some reason. Well, damn me, I'm curious, and figure shooting you doesn't do any good now. The escape hatch is in the back, I would go that way, but the drop into the trees would probably kill me, or what is waiting down there if there is a lair. I might try my luck anyways, considering they are up here still, especially if that coward of a navigator can put this damn ship upwards, trap the vampires up here until dawn. I don't plan to be on this ship with a bunch of pissed off vamps, and I doubt you want to be either."[/b] There was no point in trying to save the ship or its crew, who were probably being drained alive, and Adrian ran to the brig door, slamming it shut and bracing it with several benches, knowing he was barricading himself in with a vampire he had just captured and wounded prior. But a potentially peaceful one beat the hell out of the clearly vicious ones outside. Or at least they had a mutual enemy, even if his hatred towards the vampire race was great. He walked away from the door, slinging his rifle on his back and pulling some carpeting aside, revealing a trapdoor with a combination lock on it, but several revolver shots later, the hatch was open, treeline visible right beneath them. The barricade on the main door was splintering, and he glanced at the free vampiress, unable to believe the situation he was in today. [b]"The Order is little better than your Vampire Lord, from the sounds of it in ideology. Complete, total annihilation of the target of their ire for the sake of vengeance. My men deserved better than what they got from the vampires that day, but I suppose vengeance will have to stand aside in favor of survival. I suppose my hatred for your kind will do the same."[/b]

A hole was punched in the door, and Adrian spun, putting several shots through the door with his revolver, doing no more than pissing them off, and he reloaded and jerked his head at the escape hatch, and spoke quietly, despite the life or death situation. [b]"Ladies first, I believe is the etiquette."[/b] He would follow her out, and none too soon as he was out the hatch, the ship took a steep rise upwards, the navigator's last spiteful act towards the vampires. A moment longer, the two of them would probably have been dead for certain. Adrian didn't land well, rolling several dozen feet and landing sprawled, barely grabbing his rifle before a vampire, a hostile one, that escaped the ship was on him, trying to suck him dry, and he got his rifle between him and its teeth, holding it back for now, although it was going to be a losing battle if it ran for much longer.