Jackal leaned back, preferring a more informal way of sitting within the V-TOL. He wasn't much for conversation, preferring to ready his mind for the mission at hand, taking out both his pistol and one of his knives. It was no seret that Jackal had a penchant for blades and other such "Classic" weaponry. He had known his comrades for a while now, not so much on a "BFF" level or anything, but he knew their specialties and their general personality traits. Cheetah was a survivor, though his intensity grated on Jackal's nerves for time to time. Magpie was a feisty crackshot, something he found humorous since many of the Snipers he had engaged with were of the rather bland pedigree. Dr Gorokhov was someone he had not spend much time with, but he did find his codename to be rather funny. Claymore was much of a soldier as Jackal could tell, much bigger than himself and more for "assaults" something Jackal didn't quite like himself. Specter, the italiano who's skills mirrored his own to some extent, aside from the "agressive flirting" Specter was often engaging. Jackal grinned at the notion. [i]"What a bunch of misfits we are."[/i] 

Colombia, a place Jackal had only once previously went on a mission, a rather bloody one at that. The Nobodies Unit was often sent in to get bloodbaths finished, many varying ways yet only one was effetive in most of their operations. "Identify a Cojones? make sure we don't get spot? Sounds like an easy job to me. Then again this could easily fail. but don't mind me at all" Jackal stated, still readying his tools and equipment. He was given his objective; scout ahead, make sure things go smoothly on his end. He just grinned as the orders were issued out. "No problem, This jackal will [i]sniff[/i] around and howl back to you guys" He retorted, a tone of unprofessional-ism ringing true. 

He looked at his Italian comrade, and just sighed. "I was expecting this from one of you. Colombia is definitely kinda like Cuba, only more troubled teens joining the ranks of Cartels instead of taking orphans and training them as child soldiers. I plan to make this place my retirement location." He snarked back at Specter, taking the front and slowly moving forward, making sure to catch anything out of the picture and rather strange, a keen eye on the look out for any kind of nasty wildlife around Colombia. 

[i]"Time for the Jackal to do his thing..."[/i]