[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Motel 6 -- Greensboro, North Carolina
[i][color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color][/i] [/center]
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	Ezekiel woke shortly after the dream as well, hearing people move about the hotel room and then Leda greeting him. He stretched out on the futon and there were a few responding joint cracks. The sleep hadn't be the most comfortable but he had at least slept through the entire night so that was something. Hopefully they would make it to Texas today and then they could get down to business. 
	Ezekiel stood up once Leda emerged from the bathroom, announcing the shower was free and went to do the same. He brought his pack with him so he could change his shirt and jumped into the shower. He stole an extra couple minutes under the hot water before shutting it off and readied for the final leg to Texas.
	As he readied, he thought back on the dream. It was no surprise to Ezekiel that Marsyas was trying to embarrass Apollo. All the gods, as far as Ezekiel was concerned, were far more worried about image and how they saw themselves than the well being of anyone else. Of course there were a rare few that cared about more than just the skin on their neck but those gods tended to be punished. It was sick. However, at least there was an advantage to the dream they had last night other than learning about the gods self-centered attitudes, Ezekiel had seen a name of a location in the dream. 
	He walked out of the bathroom, tucking his beanie away in his pack so his hair could dry and looked at the girls. [color=#EEE8AA]"So, I saw a name on wall of the building Marsyas was holding Calliope in, Backdoor Comedy. If he keeps her in the same location, even though he saw us, we might have a shot. Or we could walk into a trap."[/color]