[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:Dining Pavilion -- Camp Half-Blood [/color] [/I][/center]
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Ezekiel ignored Kristen’s comment about his weight in dolphin form. It was a joke, Ezekiel knew that and anyone who had been listening knew that but he was going to be a little petty about it because, why not. He shifted in his seat, sitting a little taller to show off his not overweight form. 
He listened to the idle chatter at his table about the game later on. Perhaps they would have a chance at winning, maybe he would have fun tonight. Maybe he’d let himself have fun. 
Ezekiel turned his head back to Kristen when she asked if he wanted to train with her. He rose an eyebrow at her, his eyes sparkling with the idea of it. 
[color=#EEE8AA]”Why? So you can hand my ass to me multiple times?”[/color] Of course Ezekiel would train with her though. She wouldn’t take it easy on him, not for one minute and she would give him helpful pointers on it. At least until his name calling got too far out of hand and she would jump down his throat. He always seemed to push things just over the edge when there was absolute no reason for it. Oh well.