[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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	[color=#EEE8AA]”And they can turn the Mist on and off kind of, so if they want to be seen, they will be. So much fun. I really hate this bus station,”[/color] he muttered. Kristen mentioned their last quest together and Ezekiel rubbed the bridge of his nose. [color=#EEE8AA]”Seriously, can we just rent a car or something next time?”[/color] Ezekiel shifted uncomfortably, trying to find this dude and seemed to be unconciously looking for the same one that attacked them a little over a year ago, as stupid as that was.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Ah the bus, yes please,”[/color] he said and looked over at Janelle. [color=#EEE8AA]”You can take my arm if you want and I’ll show the bus driver your ticket,”[/color] he offered. It was beneficial for Janelle to take his arm or elbow in two ways, Ezekiel could lead her a bit faster and should they be attacked, he could get her out of harm's way. He fiddled with a small sun ornament he kept in a pocket at all times. When he pushed the center of it, his [url=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/rdsWj9GiqhJiJC0Xy3pSvqkmgpF7FuQW2wbio61-EQR0SI21dd5Xw4yTXvylLqN_Z_b_hFu4RriUUkohVvlrcfzRok9br61LIETefKc9T8G0=w600]Murakumo[/url] sword would take its place.