[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Truck -- The Road
[i][color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color][/i] [/center]
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	Ezekiel frowned at the kid when he threw his toy at his head but he didn't retaliate. The last thing he needed was an upset baby screaming in his ear. [color=#EEE8AA]"And I don't like it when you talk at all Kristin and yet, here we are,"[/color] he said smiling sweetly before putting in his headphones. He reached down and grabbed the inflatable club and handed it back to the kid. At the very least, it didn't hurt. 
	Ezekiel was a bit relieved when Leda mentioned they were short on time and explained another helpful thing her compass could do. It made sense in a way. Perhaps the child would be needed elsewhere. He just hoped they wouldn't have to take it all the way back to Camp Half-Blood because  he knew how that would go. The girls would give him the responsibility of looking after the kid because they would think it 'humorous'. Ezekiel shifted in the backseat, already annoyed at something that had happened yet and kicked some of the junk out of his way. He held his pack securely on his lap.