Jayee soon opened her green-blue eyes as she felt the van come to a stop. Out of habit, her hand went for her gun but someone's rough hand took a hold of hers, stopping her movement. Looking into the face of her lieutenant, he put his pointer to his rough lips and motioned for her to stay still. Nodding, Jayee just listened as she heard the deep voices of the captiol guards.<br/><br/>"Are you carrying any weapons today, sir?" The bored, deep voice of the older guard drifted into the back of the van. "Not at all! I would never think of harming the President with such a threat!" her drivers voice replied, making her almost laugh at the fake concern that only they would know about. The guard simply nodded then waved them on in, not even bothering to check the back of the van. Her lieutenant, Micheal, let her up and grinned. "We're in the captiol. Supplies are running low. We have everything covered so you can just take it easy for a bit. They did quite a number on you. We brought you some clothes to change into," Micheal explained as he set a bag down next to Jayee.<br/><br/>The van came to a stop in an alleyway, behind a bunch of apartment buildings. As soon as the van came to a stop, the men hopped out and surrounded the van to give her privacy as well as to guard it. When there was no one inside, she wiggled out of her shorts, jacket, and tank top. Her lacy underclothes hugging her body as she rifled through the bag. One of the younger recruits stole a peek and blushed but smirked as he got to see. Micheal raised his hand to the back of the kids head then hit him so hard it sent him stumbling forward. The team snickered at the kids stupidity before the back doors of the van opened up.<br/><br/>Jayee stepped out as she finished dressing then looked around. Her new jean shorts were hitched up high on her sun-kissed legs, the black tanktop form fitting and her holsters strapped firmly onto her smooth, toned thighs. "Alright. You all do what you came to do and i will see about checking around for some new sources." she gave out her orders before she waved by to her men and headed out. Quickly jogging to the streets where she got her bearings. They were close to the airport and the few stores around this area were sources for their group.<br/><br/>Jayee didnt quite fit in with everyone else. Her clothes were in more of a relaxed state and gave her a let loose type of look. People around her wore buisness attire with uptight hairstyles and their cellphones practically glues to their ears as they walked around making buisness calls. No one payed any attention to Jayee, too wrapped up in their own lives to worry about a woman walking around with guns holstered to her thighs and her rebellious dressing. Passing by the entrance to the airport, she looked down for just a moment in order to check on her guns. As she looked back up, she collided with a man that hadnt been there before. "Hey! Wanna get off your damn cellphone and wa-" she started in a pissed tone then it died away as she looked up and saw someone who definitly wasnt from here.