Jett

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 As soon as they got back to the apartment Jett was barking out orders.

"Jinx, did you get the blueprints of the club?" She asked the blue haired girl who had perched herself at the kitchen island. A bowl of soggy cereal sat next to her as she rifled through a few papers that looked to have been spread out haphazardly on the wooden bench top.

"Yep!" Jinx chirped back around a mouthful of cereal, proudly pulling up a piece of paper from the bottom of a pile in front of her causing some others to flutter to the ground. "And they're marked in colour code to show where the highest population density will be at the time we go and where security will be on rotation throughout the night."

"Perfect." Jett nodded approvingly, ignoring the shocked look on Kayden's face. "Jazz—"

"Yep!" The girl interrupted from down the hallway before Jett could finish.

Jett just rolled her eyes, "great, I want everyone ready in 15. We'll meet in the kitchen to discuss further plans."

"Yes ma'am," Jinx joked as she stood, saluted Jett and marched out of the room.

Kayden watched the whole scene with slight awe, Jett said it would only be a recon but they sounded like they were gearing up for all-out war.

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15 minutes later they were all standing around the kitchen island. The blueprints were spread out haphazardly on the table next to a pile of guns, knives, and something that looked like dental floss. Jett was explaining what she wanted from everyone, seeming to go into quite explicit detail for Kayden's sake. Though, her efforts seemed to be quite fruitless as Kayden instead found himself distracted by what she was wearing.

Spandex did wonders for the behind.

"Is everyone good with that?" She asked, finally snapping him out of his thoughts

The other two nodded and Kayden found himself nodding along, even though he hadn't really heard any of what she had said.

"Great. Now before I forget, here, a curtesy of Jinx," she said, handing out some small plastic cards.

When Kayden got his he looked down to find that they were actually fake ID's. Apparently he was 22 year old 'Harley Flynnigan'.

"Now, gear up and we'll get going." Jett gestured to the weapons before grabbing an array of small knives and a gun, slipping them in places he didn't even know could be used to hold weapons.

He felt quite useless as he waited for them to finish getting ready. He wanted to grab something too, just so he fit in, but he didn't really know how to use any of that stuff.

Jazz had just finished slipping something in between her cleavage when she let out an excited little "oh!" Her gaze immediately found Kayden and she sent him a grin. He tried to focus on something other than the fact that her hand was still lingering over her boobs. "I almost forgot, I have something for you. Don't move." She said as she turned around and dashed back into her and Jett's room.

When she came back she was holding a handful of fake piercings, similar to the ones the girls were wearing.

"Okay, here's a lip rig and an earring, I don't think you need too much," she said picking out two shiny pieces of metal from the pile before dumping the remainder with the weapons.

Jazz took a step back with her hands on her hips, nodding at the extra touches. "Now you'll be able to fit in better."
He found his gaze flicking to Jett to see what she thought but she was too busy talking with Jinx. She was tapping an area on the blueprint with a small frown on her lips as the two whispered.

After a second she looked up, her fake spider bites and septum piercing catching the light.

"All ready?" She questioned, barely sparing Kayden a glance as she looked directly at Jazz

"We should be good now," the red head replied before confidently turning towards the front door.

"Hopefully, we'll be able to get lucky tonight."

"Jazz," Jett warned as she followed, Jinx trailing not far behind.

"Lucky with the job, Jett. Not that kind of lucky," she responded innocently, but the smirk she shot Kayden made it obvious that Jett hadn't misinterpreted her words.

He waited for the three of them to leave before he grabbed a knife at random and slipped it into the pocket of his baggy jeans. Who knew, it could come in handy.

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I don't know Kayden, maybe you should put the knife back, we don't want you to hurt yourself. 

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