No Ticket No Entry (Cheyenne)

[SECURITY]

February 14, 2012 at 8:10 p.m.

Being in security detail had some really nice perks to it. At least that's what Jake Evans thought, anyway. They got overtime if they went over their forty hours, benefits and if they worked holidays they received time and a half pay. Maybe it wasn't a salary job and it stunk if you had to take a few days off without pay, but you had to do what you had to do.

Jake was working as one of the security that had been hired for the big museum banquet. He didn't get what the big deal was about some banquet. He'd been told that they were revealing some new exhibit that was 'priceless'. Which usually meant it was a piece of crap that someone who died a long time ago made. He wasn't into art or any of that fancy schmancy stuff. But he agreed to work that night because the pay was good and it would be easy work. Everyone who walked in the door was old pretty much except for a few.

Thomas Dalton and Gregory Jones were also working the front entrance with him that night. Not like they needed that much security but there were no complaints. People were still walking in the door even though the event supposedly started at eight, but once they were all inside the three of them would pull out the smokes and trade war stories. By war stories he meant their most exciting security watch nights ever. Dalton so far had the best one. One night while he was working a detail at a bank someone came in and had a counterfeit bill. He got to escort him out of the bank and everything! It wasn't like they got that much action around those parts.

"So Jones, how's the little lady? She still busting your balls about buying that moped? Honestly, who the hell has a midlife crisis at thirty-one?" Evans teased his fellow mate a bit. It was all in good sport and Jones even had a good retaliation. "Nah man, it's nothing like that. At least the wife doesn't make me wear the gaudy things your girl does!" Evans nodded and chuckled along with the other two men. "Except we broke up, man. Way to go." He said and let out a sigh. His ex girlfriend had the worst taste in clothing and she always insisted on buying him things that he hated. That was one of the reasons he dumped her. That and he caught her sleeping with one of his buddies.

He was about to say something else when something caught his eye. It seemed that there wasn't only old people coming to this little banquet after all as he saw someone else coming towards the entrance. It only sucked that they didn't have a reason to talk to them unless they didn't have a ticket.

[CHEYENNE MCLEESTER]

Of course Cheyenne didn't have a ticket, and of course she wouldn't be paying for one. She didn't even want to come to this stupid thing, but there was an element of fun this time around. How many of these dumb events had Claire dragged her to in the past? The best part was always getting some old biddies feathers all ruffled up when she flirted with their husband. As if she would sleep with the old bag of bones! No, of course she wouldn't, but she liked to give the old geezers a little thrill. They were near the end of their ropes anyway. How could a little eye candy hurt? If anything she hoped she could get them riled up enough to mess around with their saggy old wives!

Fortunately that wasn't the case this evening. This evening her job was to cause a distraction. It wouldn't be too difficult, or so she thought. There were three of guards and one her. How tough could it be? She looked at the three of them as she walked up the steps. She had taken care to wear one of her shortest dresses that evening. It was tight, a little revealing, and the red made it hard to miss her. She was a walking target. Besides, worst case scenario, she could shift, something she intended to do if she was having a hard time. How would they explain it to Griffin? A fluke! Must be a mountain lion that had come from the forest just outside the city. Or maybe one had escaped from the zoo! They would cross that bridge if they came to it, she decided.

As for now, Cheyenne strutted up the last few steps and made her way towards the cutest security guard. Evans his badge said. The girl smiled and gave her best innocent look. "Hey there." She greeted, letting her eyes roll down his body and back up to his eyes and giving him a smile as if to say she liked what she saw. "I hear they're unveiling some exhibit tonight." She said to the guard, hovering a little too close. "I go to the university and have to write an essay about it for one of my classes. Yuck." She laughed and rolled her eyes playfully, running a hand through her hair afterwards. "You don't suppose you could let a girl in, do you? Just this once? Pweeease?" She asked, pouting her lip and internally feeling like a complete moron for lowering herself to the point of talking baby talk to a man.

Claire had better thank her for this!

[SECURITY]

The muscles in Evans' face were fighting with him as they moved up into a big smile when his brain was telling him to keep a serious face! He had to look professional but a glance at the other guys revealed he wasn't the only one smiling at the girl. She was like a shiny new toy that they all wanted to play with first!

Evans was the one who would be able to celebrate this minor victory as she walked up to him instead of the other two clowns. To her it was probably not a big deal, but to them, it meant he seemed to be the alpha male.

She spoke about writing a paper for one of her classes and Evans just kept smiling at her and nodding to show he was listening. Women liked it when you paid attention to them, gave eye contact and made little noises to show you were actually listening and not just staring at them like a piece of meat. "Yes ma'am." He said politely, knowing it was company policy to be as polite as possible.

Jones couldn't believe that the blonde walked up to the white boy! Everyone knew that women loved them some good chocolate! And Jones was every bit the concoction that any woman deserved. Or wanted for that matter! He was God's gift to women. But he stood there with a little grin on his face, trying to act casual although he was secretly staring Evans down for being the one who had been closest to the pretty little lady when she walked up.

When the lady asked if she could be allowed into the museum for the banquet and from the sound of it she didn't have a ticket. "Do you have your ticket? Because we're not allowed to let anyone in without it. It's policy, ma'am." He offered trying to be as polite as can be still.

[CHEYENNE MCLEESTER]

"Do you have your ticket? Because we're not allowed to let anyone in without it. It's policy, ma'am." Did that idiot seriously just ask for her ticket? Cheyenne did her best not to roll her eyes, trying to look as pitiful as possible in her too tight dress. She wouldn't be asking to go in if she didn't have a ticket, she would have simply flashed it in their dumpy little faces and waltzed right in! Did they seriously think she would be wasting her time with them otherwise?

Cheyenne looked to the other guard and gave a sad sort of smile. "I know, I know..." She practically whimpered, wanting to play the pity card. "You boys are doing such a great job, and I know I shouldn't ask for special treatment because that's wrong, but..." Chey sighed and shook her head, "My parents aren't helping me out with school and I'm here on a scholarship. This is the only class I'm struggling in and if I don't get this essay written I'm going to bomb the class for the semester which will bring my grade down and I'll get kicked out of school." Cheyenne sniffled, attempting to prey on their emotions as much as possible.

"I'm completely broke. This isn't even my dress! I had to borrow it from my rich roommate so I could try and look decent for this thing. I hope it's not too much. I think it might be a little too short.." She looked between them as if hoping they would tell her it wasn't too short. Of course they wouldn't think so. She knew what they were looking at.

"I just couldn't afford the $60 ticket. Please.. isn't there something I could do?" She raised a brow and looked between them, her eyes a little suggestive. "I would do anything not to get kicked out of college. My education is so important to me!"

[SECURITY]

Evans listened to the girl's story again. When she mentioned her dress he tried his best not to look but he couldn't help it! "No, ma'am. Your dress looks just fine." He offered politely although it was hardly covering her at all. She had such nice legs and she was curvy! Most women were like bony sticks these days. You didn't see curvy women too often and he definitely appreciated a woman with curves!

"When is your essay due? Can't you come back tomorrow when the museum is open to the public? Everything that they're showing tonight I bet will be there in the morning.." Evans suggested trying to be as helpful as possible.

Dalton just tsked at the two he'd been paired with for this thing. If it were up to him he would have told her to go on in. But since Evans already opened his dumb trap then he couldn't go against it. That was just wrong and it went against their code. "And we can't accept gratuity." Although I wouldn't mind taking you behind the dumpsters.. Dalton thought to himself.

Jones wanted to slap a brotha for not hooking that sweet young thing up! "How old are you, baby girl?" He asked, dropping the strict security guard bullshit for a minute. He didn't get paid enough for this shit! They were just rent-a-cops!

[CHEYENNE MCLEESTER]

Cheyenne was starting to worry she would be forced to take more serious measures if these retards didn't give in soon. It wasn't until the black guard opened his mouth that she thought she might actually stand a chance. She turned her attention towards him, having a feeling if she played her cards right he would allow her to pass on through. And maybe he might get rewards...but probably not. Just because Claire insisted she always acted like a whore didn't mean she always did. There were times she simply did it to get what she wanted, and there was nothing wrong with that. In a sense it was like working. You want a paycheck? You work hard for it! Lorn knew she worked hard all week for Mr. Merryweather. This was no different. It was a different type of work, but work none the less, and she wanted to get paid!

"Well, the essay was going to be on the unveiling, and it's due Monday morning, so I wanted as much time as possible to make it good so I get an A and save my grade." She explained in the hopes it would change their attitudes.

"And I'm 21." She lied to the nice guard, giving him a sweet smile and rocking her body from side to side a little bashfully. "Finally! Not that I get to enjoy being 21 with the lack of funds and tons of class work." She rolled her shoulders sadly and sighed deeply. "Look guys, I definitely don't want to get any of you in trouble. I know you have a job to do and...well you're just trying to keep the museum safe. It's noble. Thanks for all your hard work." She said in her kindest, most sincere voice though inwardly she was gagging. What a load of crap! "Maybe my professor will accept me just seeing the exhibit instead of the unveiling. I could probably still get a B on it which might get me to passing." She sniffled, holding back the fake waterworks. "Sorry.." She shook her head and turned away. "Have a good night."

[SECURITY]

Evans was starting to feel kind of bad for this girl. He was starting to waver, knowing that he wouldn't be able to stay strong for long and not let her go inside! "I-I'm so-"

Jones let out a huffy sigh and put his hand on Evans' arm and started to push him out of the way. "Man! Move out the way! What's it gonna harm letting one extra person in?" He looked over at Dalton and then Evans again before the blonde. "You better get yourself an A." He told her almost like he was going to add on an 'or else', but even though he sounded serious there was a hint of teasing in his eyes. "Get on inside!"

Dalton just watched silently and crossed his arms in front of him. He stood up and pushed his chest out a bit to make him look bigger and tougher. He was always the strong but silent sort of the group, and although he would have told her to turn around and come back tomorrow, it wasn't him who had spoken up. Jones had. So if anyone got in trouble he'd blame Jones.

[CHEYENNE MCLEESTER]

Cheyenne's face lit up when the one guard caved. Like putty in her hands! "Really?" She asked, letting the fake excitement shine through, her body growing tense with joy as she did a sort of jump in the too high heals. "Thank you!" She chirped! "Thank you so, so much!" She moved to the black guard and wrapped her arms around him, placing a kiss on his cheek before pulling away trying to look bashful.

"I, uh... really appreciate it. I'll definitely make that A, and maybe...if you're not busy sometime I could take you out for a drink. Show you my appreciation." She gave him a teasing smile as if to hint at something more before slipping through the door, her little clutch handbag tight to her chest.

That had been easy, as she knew it would be. Now came the fun part; distracting everyone! Cheyenne pulled out her cellphone and checked the time. It was getting close to go time and she would need to start hustling. Her plan would take at least ten minutes from the time she started until the time the place was so crazy that the heist would go unnoticed. It would have been so easy just to run in there as a lion but she not only risked getting herself found out by Griffin and Flynn, but she also ran the risk of getting shot if one of those guards happened to have a pistol and a good aim on him. Last thing she needed was to destroy her body for Claire.

No, the shifting was a last resort in case her plan didn't work, which it would. She slid her finger across the phone's screen, unlocking it, and typing a quick message to her sister. --Im in. Get rdy. O, & watevr u hear? its not real. xoxo--

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