Eisenhorn

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

Well, I will give him some time, but I do plan on having another post up tonight, but he will have plenty of leeway to catch up with.

A Hunt of Blood and Gears { Eisenhorn and Fairy Tale Dreamer }

Adrian was quiet, listening to the disdain for the vampires and other stories as to how she had arrived in her current predicament. She had retreated to the cell's corner, not something he could rightly blame the vampiress for in this particular situation, as she recited her tale. He might not have been inclined to believe the vampiress under most circumstances, but this was hardly such. Even if the story wasn't completely true, she had been under the hunting gaze of the vampires of her kind rather than just the humans like him. Her apparent knowledge on the Vampire King being limited honestly was irrelevant at this point. She was proof they could be captured now, which would mean more attempts and lives would be lost trying to take stronger, more ruthless ones that cared not for the survival of humans in the slightest. Her tale was harrowing, to say the least, and her last statement caught his attention. "Why would the Vampire King require...does he intend to take over the world, rather than simply rule a large sect of his species?"

Adrian formed his question like that for a reason, being able to see the difference between her and normal vampires, even if he couldn't bring himself to sympathize for a vampire, even in dire straits like these, he had his own deep seated horror story from his first encounter with the blood suckers. But her last comment implied this was forced, and he sat down, next to the bars on a stool, rifle resting on his back. "I can't guarantee your safety once we arrive at the keep. Each of us has a horror story comparable to yours, without that ray of hope at the end in many cases, but I'll do what I can to see you properly treated with all dues to a prisoner." A commotion above the brig level made Adrian stand, rifle in hand as he trained it on the door. It was fortunate that he had, as the hinges of the door were blown off as a vampire warrior came roaring through, only to slam backwards hard, one of the Slayer bolts from his rifle having found its mark within the beasts chest. From the sounds from the now open doorway, there was heavy fighting, and realization dawned on Adrian's face. "That blasted fool of a navigator! He flew us too low to the trees, and your hunters found enough purchase to board the ship. This is bad, there is no way in hell they are going to win this..." He was clearly not prepared to die here, rifle braced with his one arm, an old Webley Revolver in his other hand, a fixed snarl on his face. He was not giving up his life, this ship, or their prisoner lightly. It hadn't even dawned on him about even considering unlocking her cage, as he was in full fight mode right at this moment, ready for the next intruder.

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

You would be correct Valor, just did a brief check.

A Hunt of Blood and Gears { Eisenhorn and Fairy Tale Dreamer }

Adrian looked at the other hunter, and yelled up to the ship above. "Get some of that bait blood you lot have, this one is close to going feral, don't want to test the brig on that kind of insanity." From the humans perspective, it was because he was looking out for their own safety rather than for any reason on the vampires side. In reality, a prisoner was a prisoner, and they would be treated as well as one could manage. It was the way wars were fought, and by god he was still a soldier, even if he was called a hunter some days. The ship landed, and Adrian helped lift the netted vampiress into the ship, as she was shuffled down into the holding cell aboard the ship, several bottles of blood were already waiting, and the former army captain sighed, looking into the cage, slinging his rifle on his back. She would feel the ship start to move, while Adrian kept a steady vigil on her, making sure she didn't try to escape. He did explain the blood bottles though, still speaking barely above a whisper. "The other hunters aren't soldiers, so don't expect a proper prisoner's treatment from them. The blood is human, from the slain victim of vampires and their thralls. Baited quite a few of your kin into traps."

Adrian was silent for awhile, the ship moving steadily farther away from the forest, racing back to the safety of the Order's keep, both their own and to prevent dawn from slaying their prisoner. He broke his silence, no other humans having come down in the interim, trusting the guard enough to call for help if it was needed. "Your not going to be executed, the Order wants information on this Vampire King. Granted, I'm more curious about what turned your kind against you, really." He was soft spoken the entire time, whether this was an act or not would be unclear to most. In reality, it wasn't, but one couldn't be blamed for assuming such. Part of the reason he had called for the blood was because she hadn't ferally turned on that idiot who refused to stop and hear out his warning. They could have more safely moved this vampiress, but he was impatient, and had no idea he nearly paid for such a mistake. If she had, he wouldn't have been as polite thus far, which was probably a change of pace compared to other hunters and humans.

A Hunt of Blood and Gears { Eisenhorn and Fairy Tale Dreamer }

Adrian kept his rifle trained upon the vampiress woman after the others were driven back, leaving him and her alone in the clearing at the moment. The other hunter was on his way back, but as the woman spoke, the captain couldn't really place her as the vampires he had been dealing with, and had been haunting humanity. She was actually trying to drive him off without feeding? That was unusual, and he spoke quietly so no one else could hear. "Why would you risk that to warn a human? Vampires hate humans..." He didn't see any qualms from vampires before, to jump an unwary human and drain them dry, but she was acting different. That was odd, really odd, so it was a good thing they had caught up with her, or she would have lost us in the woods. He wasn't concerned with the curses and threats from the vampires, he and his kind could deal with them if they tried anything, this was their prize, fair and square.

The other hunter came back, reporting the other man dead, drained of all his blood. Adrian sighed, it was an inevitable casualty, but before he could stop the other hunter, he grabbed the net that was holding the starving vampires, going to drag her back to the ship's touch down point a few clearings over. Adrian couldn't warn the man that this was not going to end well, but instead shielded his eyes from what would probably be an inevitable death, with the rest of the airship crew watching. No matter how this situation ended, he would not be getting any respect, whether command hating him for stopping her, or the crew for still following orders after whatever happens now, because its always that one commander's fault, the leader that never really wanted the role but did his best anyways, and always paid for such folly.

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

Welcome to the fight, Crusader, feel free to post then.

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

Eastern Time, USA

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

Aye, there is.

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

I personally don't see a problem with it, its being in character after all.

They Came from the Warp {Tales of the Ordo Malleus}

Aye, each person will post and then I'll start the brief going proper