[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Greyhound Bus Station -- Washington D.C.
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color]  [/center]
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	Ezekiel smirked when Kristin said that he could go ahead and eat it. [color=#EEE8AA]”You never know, fried scorpion could be good. Minus the tail of course,”[/color] he said. He was about to put his bow away when Janelle pointed out that she could hear something dragging a club. Ezekiel couldn’t see anything but he wasn’t about to question the blind girl with super sensitive hearing. [color=#EEE8AA]”Agreed, let’s get a move on,”[/color] Ezekiel said. 
	He was about to move towards Janelle when Kristin did instead. Well, so much for that plan. Instead Ezekiel took the lead and started to head away from the bus depot, down the street towards the capitol building and hopefully food and not a cyclops. [color=#EEE8AA]”Let us know if you hear anything more Janelle. I might be able to start tracking it if we can pick up a trail and know what streets to avoid.”[/color]