[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] The Road ---> Atlanta South RV Resort -- Atlanta, Georgia
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	The drive had been pleasant, if only because Ezekiel was in charge of the music. He avoided any slow songs, if only to keep all of them awake and the bass of the music seemed to keep the baby entranced and relaxed enough to not cause too much of a fuss over the journey. They pulled into an RV park, to which Ezekiel was a little surprised but not overly when he saw Leda yawn. When he smelt the baby, he already knew what the words out of both girls mouths were going to be. Of course he would be the one who would have to change the soiled diaper. They both lacked responsibility within camp, besides Kristin's know-it-all-I'm-in-charge attitude and they were women. They didn't have to do shit all these days if they didn't want to because 'it was their right'. All they wanted to do was fight things and claim glory for it. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]"You guys are seriously a bunch of five year-olds. Fine, I'll change the diaper of the baby I didn't want to bring along in the first damn place,"[/color] he said glaring at Leda. [color=#EEE8AA]"One of you, can locate the diaper bag for me to use or find something else for me to use because I am not using any of my things."[/color] He leaned over and unbuckled the kid from the car seat before getting out with the kid on one arm and the pack on the other. Once outside of the car, he looked around for a picnic table to lay the kid on it order to get him changed and happy before hopefully going back to his dead beat father.