The normally meek, quiet Chris listens to you rant along about Ray, expression gradually growing more irritated before he stands up and roars "Look, Ptricia, would you SHUT the HELL UP!" He glares ferociously at you for a moment, fists so tight his claws are cutting his hands, before he relents and sits back down, head in his hands. "Ugh...." He looks up miserably. "I'm sorry. I just can't take that." He inhales deeply. "Let me tell you about me and Rayn."<br/>"She loves me an obscene amount-she just masks it with her bluntness. She's saved my sorry ass from assassins and self-caused dangers more times than I can remember. That's right, I've been attacked more than once. Some bastard really has an interest in me. She told me not to move away from the mountains and we had a huge row about it before I stormed off. I haven't seen her since-which is why she snuck up on us tonight, I'm guessing." He inhaled deeply, eyes filling up. "The...reason she freaked me out tonight is that...she told me who was ordering the assassinations." He looked up with tears spilling down his face. "The bastard that killed my parents and took away my childhood..." and suddenly a vicious grin spread across his face. "And I know juuuuust where to find him." He begins giggling quietly. "The irony of it is delicious....the very reason we've got to continue the band is the reason I need to leave." He stood up and pointed out the window. "There he is. Over there. In that building." His far-off target is immediately clear to any musician-the biggest record label of the moment, Repulse Records. "The head of Repulse is a dragon called Keith Rodriguez. Well, that's what he tells the public. He's really the head of the organization the Light Dragon Panzers were formed to oppose-The Purgers, who want to destroy all magic users that refuse to associate with them. My parents refused to give me up-and they died for it. Now I'm gonna kill him." He turns around to them. "I only met you guys today but I need your help more than anyone else's. We've got to get signed to Repulse and become famous enough to get a meeting with him-then we'll strike."<br/>"Sounds like you have quite a plan, young man," says a familiar voice. Chris spins around to see Soren walking in with the drumkit hovering behind him. "Rayn just told me the same." He frowns. "But you can't do this alone. I'll have to get the LDP's to help you." Chris nodded slowly in the affirmative but you can see in his eyes he's going to do this himself-and heaven help anyone who gets in his way.