Ashleigh just gave curious looks to both Derrick and Utem. Compared to either of them, she looked like a girl scout. "Well, looks like we're all here. May as well get this over with sooner rather than later, hmm?" She was more or less bluffing at this point, as she was scared as hell to be jumping out of this plane on her own. How long would the flight be? Eighteen hours? That's enough time to come to terms with the fact that your life is dependant on this little device properly deploying a sheet of some sort of nylon.<br/><br/>Stepping up to the ramp, she turned on her heel about half way up. "Oh, I'll try to keep all of that in mind, Derrick... I just hope I never really have to use it. That's what you guys are all for anyway, right?" Ashleigh wasn't sure if she was tooting her own horn, making herself up to be so much more than a simple scientist and into a VIP, but it was partially true. Without her, there wouldn't be much of a mission. These guys are military trained and no doubt have some sort of education behind them, but she really doubted any of them wanted to take the time to examine charts and research notes of any of her German counterparts for hours.<br/><br/>In the shadow that the plane was creating, as well as the setting sun, Ashleigh took off her sunglasses. Grey eyes with a tinge of green looked over each and every one of her teammates, sizing them up now that they were really dressed for the mission. From what she understood, Hackett was the only true and blue member of the military, whilst the others are trained mercenaries with quite the resumes under their arms, no doubt. It would probably be in the scientist's best interest to stick with Hackett as the other two were more likely than not in it for themselves.<br/><br/>If that was the case, Ashleigh's current secondary objective was to get Hackett's first name.<br/><br/>((This is where I find out that DA posted like, seconds before me. lol))<br/><br/>As if to prove her point in terms of who to trust, Hackett went straight into her own parachuting 101. Ashleigh immediately started to admire the authority that the woman possessed. She was a strong soul in an even stronger body. Admittedly, the young adult found herself wondering just how strong that body was as the lecture was in session. Zoning in and out wasn't the most brilliant of ideas for Ashleigh, however, as her explanation was far beyond anything that the man who suited her up was.<br/><br/>When Hackett finished, she walked right passed Ashleigh and up into the plane. Wasting no time, the scientist did the same, catching up to the armed woman and matched her stride. "Petty Officer Hackett?" The younger one started, acting a little nervous for no reason she could really think of. "I don't actually have to call you that all the time, do I? I mean... I don't think you call me 'Senior Science Operative de Jong'."<br/><br/>Though, that would be a cool title.