(http://royoyo.com/images/2009/05/mens-short-brown-hair-style.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jacob Hammond<br/><strong>Location</strong>Briefing room<br/><strong>Addressing</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Taking a few more shots Jacob eventually heard the call over the intercom for the commandos to meet in the briefing room, Sighing he took a final shot before leaving the range to make his way to his new comrades. Believing that he didn't have enough time to return to his bed and dissemble his rifle he decided to take it with him he inwardly chuckled thinking he may make somewhat of an impression.<br/><br/>Jacob had read up to some extent on his new team they were impressive people in their own right. Making his way to the Briefing room he found that there were already voices coming from inside "looks like I'm a little late" he sighed looking down making sure he was presentable. Pushing the door he stepped inside and saluted "Colonel Jacob Hammond" was his simple gretting before taking a seat by a long brown haired girl while gently resting the rifle against his chair. Remembering  the fedora on his head he removed it and rested it on the barrel of his rifle he was unaware if it was rude to wear a hat whilst he was being briefed.<br/><br/>Looking around he took the opportunity to take in this new team of his some looked like they had seen a lot of battle, His eye caught the woman with an odd eye patch 'they can replace my eye but not her's?' he thought to himself. Shrugging Jacob made himself comfortable waiting to be addressed gently leaning back on his chair.