[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i]  Bus Depot -- New York City, New York
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color] Tracking[/center]
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	Ezekiel smiled a little in return, not that it mattered much but he heard somewhere that if you smiled when you talked, people could hear it. [color=#EEE8AA]”Aye aye, chips and pop,”[/color] he said before he continued on his journey. The vending machines were a little out of the way but food was food. Ezekiel popped in the coins and made a series of sequences in order to get Kristen’s pop and chips, some chips for Janelle and he got some pop for himself along with chips and cookies. It was his money after all. 
	As Ezekiel bent down to grab his spoils and put them into his bag, he got the eerie feeling of someone watching him. He continued to grab his chips, looking around as casually as he could before he stood. [color=#EEE8AA]”Rockwell does it again,”[/color] Ezekiel muttered as the famous song Somebody’s Watching Me popped into his head. Ezekiel started walking away from the vending machines, humming the lyrics as he walked. He tried to follow that sensation and track whoever was watching him but there were so many people in the bus depot, anyone could be watching him. [color=#EEE8AA]”Get a grip Kel,”[/color] he muttered to himself. 
	He returned to Janelle and Kristen and handed over their requests. [color=#EEE8AA]”Don’t go eating it all at once,”[/color] he joked mildly, although his eyes did wander again. [color=#EEE8AA]”So how long until the bus leaves?”[/color] He asked casually as he looked around the bus depot.