Jack hale just looked through the windows. but he couldn't see nothing more than 3m far from the van. he kept polishing his sword, he tried to listen something else rather than the van accelerating towards the city they were heading to, He just checked on his handcannons and his sawed-off shotgun. He looked at the rest of the group. as it seemed their leader was an englishman. Himself, being american, didn't hate any strangers. but hates getting ordered around too much, he kept looking through the glass of the van as outlines of the city were getting closer<br/><br/>"Okay ladies and gents we are approaching the area, expected time six minutes then you're on your own" noticed by his voice. an old man driving their van, he disliked the idea of being on their own, but at the same time liked it<br/><br/>"6 minutos para que comience la diversion. Muy bien" (6 minutes until the fun starts. Very well) His mother being from spanish origin. teached him her language. and mastered it, He just looked down towards the floor of the van and closed his eyes<br/><br/>He then heard the chit chat of how everyone landed here. himself being too shy, didn't talked at all, and just decided to heard everyone's story. But he just keep thinking to himself about his father. his last wish becoming true, he then looked at the rest of the group. an irish woman, by her looks, he knew she is very dangerous...