[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Camp Half-Blood[/center]
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Kiss kiss? What in Hades did that mean? Speaking of… The ground started to shake after Chiron rolled himself on over. Ezekiel didn’t even get to explain some things because Kristen started in already. He rolled his eyes and sat down on the back of his chariot even while the ground started to rumble. Skeletons appeared and handed the children who had ridden with him some gifts from Hades and a symbol appeared, claiming them both. Once again, Ezekiel was about to answer the deadly girls question but Kristen shoved her obnoxious nose in it. Gods, why was he put in charge? He never really was in charge to begin with but if something went wrong, oh we all know where the fingers would be pointing. 
Chiron then said he would be touring the kids around and Ezekiel sighed. At least one good thing was coming of not being in charge now. He stood up, grabbing his bow and other gear and snuck away from the two children who had just been claimed. 
[color=#EEE8AA]”Oh I think a swim is in order,”[/color] Ezekiel said. Few things calmed the son of Apollo but water seemed to always be one. Odd, considering who his father was but poetry and music was a thing he kept to himself and no one, other than his cabin, knew of his love with poetry.