Looking down at the rope for a moment, Jackson just shook his head. This woman wasnâ€™t exactly the brightest when it came to using people sheâ€™d basically forced to come to a suicide mission. With her and her crew gone, all he would have to do was cut the line, walk to the other end of the wall and head down and go back home. Though he just shook his head and reached into his coat to take out a pair of gloves and put them on. â€œOne shitty job after the other.â€ He commented to himself before grabbing the rope and jumping over the side as well.<br/><br/>He let himself go with little resistance until he passed through the cloudline, and then gripped the rope to slow his descent, only moving down alittle at a time then. It wasnâ€™t until he reached the end of the rope, that he looked back to see the ground, and let go. Hitting the ground, with a roll,  Jackson came up on one knee and rubbed his head before looking around at anything that might be hostile.<br/><br/>Slowly drawing his pistol, he looked back at the woman, before motioning for her to lead the way. The easy part was over.