Hank
So the girl was dangerous, Hank really wished he had a gun on him, or a blade larger then a pocket knife. "Reputation is a great way to judge a person." Hank said as he separated her from Mithias. "In fact, reputation is what kept me working in my mortal years." Hank maybe should have kept his mouth shut, but he was poor at that, Especially when powerful people were around. Though he was surprised to hear the Term Old Blood.
Hank had learned taking on an old blood alone was a stupid idea, even with Mithias Hank was pretty concerned about Gabriel now. But this new person... Was Hawaii a vampire hot spot or something? "You want to explain what you're doing here?" Hank wasn't sure what to expect from her, but he was looking at options he had, he had a pocket knife, he saw a fist size rock, or if things really got out of hand he had an ocean to his back. He had options if things went wrong.
Florida & South
Ford tried to brush off bloods comment, it was a pain with out Theta being able to help. Ford didn't have to like blood to work with him, he just had to avoid beating his head in for his smart ass comments.
The pelican took off, Ford wasn't the biggest fan of flying but he knew it was the best way to get to the mission area in time. "Damn rebels, Going in with small numbers and even fewer guns? What the hell are they thinking?" South was quick to respond to this. "They were thinking they stood a chance against the Purge, the don't so now we have to kill the Purge before the fucking rebels get them selves killed."