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Jaden stepped back from the door, and answered the phone, remaining silent as Desiree said what she did.

"....uhhhhh... okaaaay..." he said.

"Do you want me there?" he asked.

"I can get to your dressing room in no time." he went on, before pausing.

"Are... you all right?" he then asked her.

"You sound a bit... distressed."

The toothy heads of the plant snapped back, ominous fluid dripping from their maws. It was easy to tell that it was the venom, and it was pretty potent.

"Crazy idiot..." Ryker muttered.

He then crawled up towards the plants as they snapped at Eke, before grabbing one of the sizable leaves.

Then, using all his strength, he ripped the leaf off, and tumbled back from the effort.

The plant seemed to notice this right away, as one of the heads started snapping at Ryker.

Darrel and Jaden looked at each other, before Jaden lowered himself down out of the portal, lightly touching down on his feet. Darrel followed suit, with Jaden helping him.

Jaden then closed the portal, and they pressed their ears up against the door.

'Damn it, what's going on?' Jaden wondered.

'The hell was she talking about?'

Once Darrel and Jaden had noticed that the young woman had made her way towards where Desiree would be, they looked at each other, and nodded.

The two of them then made their way to where they wouldn't be seen, and Jaden created a portal. The portal started on a nearby wall, and exited at the ceiling of the corridor just outside of Desiree's dressing room.

Jaden looked to his son, and they nodded, before they stuck their heads through the portal.

They wanted to hear what was going on, and they could drop down from the portal if need be... however, they didn't want to intrude upon anything, in case their suspicions were wrong.

'All right, what's the deal?' Jaden thought, as he kept his ears open, and prepared for anything.

Jaden narrowed his eyes as he studied the woman, though he took moments to look around, so as not to project the image of him staring at her.

The last thing he wanted to do is call attention to himself, or her. Not right now.

"Keep an eye on her." he said to Darrel.

"She has a VIP pass around her neck." he went on, noticing said pass.

"We may need to intervene after the show." he said further.

"Right, Dad." Darrel responded.

"........." he was then silent, as he stole casual glances at her.

The audience was full. It wasn't packed to the brim, but it was full enough that the club was making a VERY nice profit for that night, not including drinks and food.

The club belonged to Kalin Kiczys, and she had one of her top 2 shows going on that night. Technically she had 3 shows that were popular, but the third one was a joint show with the first two performers.

The performers in question were Jaden Sherwood, and his wife, Desiree McCormick. Jaden performed darker mind-twisting stunts, while Desiree was more family friendly... to the point where she was often hired for birthday parties. However, she had material that would even impress an audience of adults, which was what was happening now.

She was performing a sold-out show for her friend and manager, Kalin. And while Jaden wasn't in the show, he was in the audience, as he liked watching his wife perform, and he would meet her backstage to help her unwind and such. That being said, he was a big name as well, and he didn't want to take attention away from Desiree. As such, he had tucked ALL of his blonde hair into his special black beanie-hat, wore a more colourful selection of clothing, with some blues and reds, and put on glasses.

Their son, Darrel, was there as well, as he wanted to be there, and had no other plans for the night. He'd inherited the strawberry coloured hair of his mother, but fussed over it like his father. He often wore darker clothing like his father, but was far more like his mother, attitude-wise, as he was usually friendly and outgoing. However, his attention was NOT on his mother on stage right now, and Jaden noticed this.

"Hey." he said, nudging his son. "What's going on?" he asked.

"...someone's staring really intently at Mom. She's not breaking her gaze at all. It's creepy." Darrel responded.

Immediately, Jaden was at the alert. Several times, he and his wife had been targeted by obsessed fans, or disgruntled psychopaths that felt they had been slighted. Granted, nothing serious ever came of it, as their security was top-notch, and they were more than capable of defending themselves.

However, that didn't mean that potential threats weren't ignored by him.

He then followed his son's gaze, searching for the female in question.

"............." Ryker was silent for a moment.

"Well... yeah..." he muttered.

"A dragon would be, yes." he said.

"And they just have to be distracted, yes..." he went on.

"What are you planning Eke?" he asked the young dragon.

"It is." Ryker replied.

"They need to be distracted. Like from, say, a bigger threat." he told him.

"Hmmmmmm..." he then mumbled, thinking about it.

"I suppose there would be animals and beasts around that could be seen as prey..." he reasoned.

"We just need to find one or two, to use as bait."

"Yeah, should be." he said, before stopping Eke.

"Listen." he said.

When Eke did, he heard strange noises... like mousetraps were snapping shut.

"Hear that snapping sound?" he asked.

"That's them." he told him.

"We're verrrrrry close."

"Good to know." Jake replied.

"And yeah, I DO have a sweet set up at my work." he told her.

He then paused for a moment, before snapping his fingers.

"Ah, right." he said.

"I should probably tell you WHERE I work." he told her, reaching over the side of the bed and flipping open a mini-fridge that had been sitting on the floor, revealing a considerably large range of drinks.

"But first, care for something to wet your whistle?" he asked her.

Jake set the phone down, and sighed heavily.

"Been working at that place a looooong time." he told her.

"And I've taken less than 10 sick days during my entire career there." he went on.

"Everything's good." he assured her.

"And... well... yeah. I am." he chuckled.

"Notice I didn't say I was technically, actually sick." he went on. "I merely described sick-like symptoms." he said further.

"Not that I actually think I fooled my boss, but it's like an unspoken understanding, I suppose."

Jake just groaned, and fumbled with the phone a bit, before answering it.

"Hello?" he grunted.

"...oh. Oh, geez, sorry, boss." he then said, looking at the clock on the endtable.

"I completely lost track of-" he continued, before he paused suddenly.

"Well... ok, yes, I'm not feeling 100%. I'm drained and tired, and pretty sore." he said further.

".....yeah, using a sick day is probably best. You sure?" he then asked, before nodding.

"Thanks for understanding." he finished, before he said goodbye and ended the call.

".............." Ryker was silent as he heard that, and moved a bit closer to keep up with Eke.

"Hm." he mumbled.

"I... well... fair enough." he said.

"I... that's... that's fair enough." he repeated.

"Hopefully we'll be able to finish this quickly and find shelter." he then added.

Ryker looked skyward as well, before looking at Eke.

"I know." he replied.

"Why?" he asked.

"Why do you hate the rain?" he asked him.

"I mean, is there any reason? Or just a generic 'don't like it' sorta thing?"