Alex had been sitting in the plane, seeming to almost be asleep he was so silent.  This wasn't the first plane he had been on, and it wouldn't be the last, as far as he was concerned.  He had no intentions of dying.<br/><br/>He had been briefed, like the others on what the mission was.  Exploring a new world?  It sounded insane, to say the least.  Alex was familiar with the insane, though.  He had seen plenty of it during the great war.  Some people embraced it.  Others feared it.  Alex wasn';t sure which one he had been.  But, that was a lifetime ago.<br/><br/>Now, he was seated in a plane, god only knows how many miles up in the air.  He hadn't said much during the trip, a unlit cigarette in his hand.  He rolled it every once in a while, wanting to smoke it, but deciding he would once they landed.  It would taste all the better then.<br/><br/>When the the parachutes were passed out, Alex strapped his on over his  body.  This was not the first time he had jumped before.  He had done it three other times.  It was still a rush though.  Alex didn't care much for the helpless feeling of being in the air.  He felt like a target ready to get shot out of it.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, watching as the others, one by one, jumped, He walked up to the exit.  He took a deep breath, and then jumped out the window, making a soundless exit as he flew through the air into the great unknown.<br/>