[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i]  Bus -- THE ROAD
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	[color=#EEE8AA]”You’re still a five-year-old,”[/color] Ezekiel declared when Kristin refused to respect his wishes and not call him something else. Honestly, he told her to call him shithead and she still wouldn’t budge. Ezekiel focused on Janelle for a moment and smiled a little more. He could understand the need to prove others wrong and that one was worth something more than just their weaknesses. The more she spoke, the easier he was at understanding her but there were still a few words he would get caught up on because of her accent. 
	The bus started to shake as it started to slow and pulled over onto the side of the highway. Ezekiel shifted and looked around them, his hand pulling out the sun pendant that he kept in his pocket. [color=#EEE8AA]”Seriously hate this part of quests,”[/color] Ezekiel said. He wouldn’t mind killer horses again but he wasn’t sure he wanted another Manticore or anything with poison. Ezekiel tried looking out the window to see if there was anything lurking out there. They hadn’t been out of the city for very long it seemed, so stopping this early could not be good in any circumstance.