[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Motel 6 --> Truck -- Greensboro, North Carolina
[i][color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color][/i] [/center]
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	Ezekiel nodded in agreement with Leda. Trap or not, it would be a good starting point for them and if he did move Calliope, Ezekiel would try his best to track them down. He shouldered his pack and followed Leda from the motel room. [color=#EEE8AA]"Ya, maybe I will later on,"[/color] Ezekiel said, referring to taking a nap later on. He had been around Leda enough to understand some of her British slang terms. 
	He crawled back into the back of the truck once Leda unlocked the doors and slipped out his notebook and went over what medicines and herbs he had again, just wanting to keep a concise tally on everything. [color=#EEE8AA]"If we stop outside Houston then at least Leda can get some sleep before we go in there full force,"[/color] he noted. If they stopped outside Houston then at least they could get their barrings a bit better and look up where this Backdoor Comedy was so they weren't driving around aimlessly. Granted, they had Leda's compass but it wouldn't surprise Ezekiel if it magically stopped working once they got to Houston. The gods loved their entertainment, and the demi-gods, their own children, were a great form of entertainment.