(Alright, seeming I already answered that, just move my post to after yours :P )
Kenzey frowns slightly, falling silent and braiding a few strands of hair together nervously. She couldn't make herself speak. The words... She needed to explain. "I'll get into the mansion somehow. There's still things there I need to get anyway," she says suddenly, biting her lip. "And I don't need to know hand-to-hand. They'd have to catch me and... How would you guys feel about getting my brother in? He used to be in the Air Force..."
Cole looked at Kenzey, "if we can trust him, sure."
((Whoops! My bad :3))
"Good. Yes, I can do CQC. Snake, if you can teach Kenzie, that would be great." I can't believe I said that. No! No, I take it back. But Casper didn't say anything, just staring at Snake, as if an unspoken challenge had been issued between the two of them. He had seen how Snake looked at Kenzie. It angered him. But there was nothing he could do. He turned his attention back to Waverly. "So, I'll get us the blueprints. You'll be flying in, and bombing the place where the leader will be. You will only have one chance. Maybe we better go over the basics."
All her attension snapped to Ghost at that moment, she stared for a second before looking over at Kenzey, missing every word she had said.
"Flying would be a good idea," Cole said, "Until the anti-air unit begins attacking, which there might be. But I think I'll set off another explosion to distract them. By the way, after we set off the bomb in Times Square I'm pretty sure it'll be a few days before the president shows up. And Kenzie, it's better safe than sorry, I'm going to teach you the basics, it'll save your life."
Casper snapped to attention. "You're brother?" An ex-airforce man would be good. "Do you think you can get him?"
Kenzey sighs, chewing on her lip and shifting uneasily. She knew they were right that she'd need to be able to do some CQC, but the fact that she had no say in it... "Alright, fine. I'll get into the mansion tomorrow night and get what I need along with the ID's. I can leave a note in Trace's room while I'm there. He helped me into this mess in a way... He's not too fond of the president anyway. He'll help." She pauses, trying to think of anything she could have missed.
Casper shook his head, frowning. "You can't go alone. Too dangerous. I'll go with you."
"Does that mean I wouldn't have to be responsible for the plane?" she asks, she knew how to fly a plane but all the pressure put on her to do anything like that with only one shot was something she would be happy to give up.
"Yes, you should go with Kenzey Casper." Cole said, "in the meantime, I'll go get some of the heavy stuff, some guns, equipment, and bombs."
Casper nodded to Waverly. "Yeah, hopefully. Good, Snake. Sound good, Kenzie?"
"What would you like me to do?" Waverly asked, addressing whoever was listening.
"Yeah, that sounds good," Kenzey says, running a hand through her hair. "Someone should go up with Trace if we get him to work with us. I want the bomb from the plane dropped so it hits at midnight exactly. Our own little welcome to the New Year."
"Well, whatever it is I don't want anybody coming with me." Cole whispered. His face darkened for a second, "my connections are a bit... Evil."
Casper smiled grimly at that last comment. "Waverly, mabye you can go up with Trace. Sound good?"
"Sure." She slumps against the wall. "What about right now though, you all seem to be planning to do something..."
Kenzey takes her bow and arrows down from the hook on the wall, sitting on the couch with them in her lap. "Oh, Snake, Ghost... I don't want you two trying to blow each other up," she says, suddenly thinking on the sort of rivalry the two seemed to have.
Casper smiled grimly. "Don't worry, there's only one person we'll be blowing up." He turned to Waverly. "Wanna' do some inventory with Snake?"
Waverly look at Ghost then at Snake and starts laughing, picking up on their mutual dislike for eachother as well.