[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:Dining Pavilion ---> Apollo Cabin -- Camp Half-Blood [/color] [/I][/center]
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With their assignment given and travel plans arranged, Ezekiel clapped his hands together and gathered his remaining food, tossing it into the brazier after Kristen did. On his way out he grabbed a orange and peeled it as he walked back to the cabin. He hummed to himself as he walked, the only time he could actually remain in key. Ezekiel had a horrid singing voice and only saved it for special occasions of needing to piss someone off. Sometimes you needed to get a person going in order for it to be a challenge. In order to push them to be better. 
Ezekiel stepped into his cabin and started gathering some things into his already ready bag. He had a go-bag so to speak, for those last minute missions or it’s time to bail because camp is under attack...again. It payed to be prepared. Ezekiel was rearing and ready to go within ten minutes. They did have an hour to get themselves ready though so he decided a quick shower would be beneficial. A full stomach and sparkling skin was step one to a sunny disposition.