[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Bus Depot ---> Bus Bus-- Washington D.C.
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color] [/center]
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	Ezekiel smiled at Janelle and chuckled a little. [color=#EEE8AA]”I’m afraid Kristin and I arguing  with each other is a constant. It’s how we show love to each other,”[/color] he joked. He had walked a bit carrying the girl before Kristin took her and covered her tied up hands. They headed towards the bus now and Ezekiel looked back at Janelle. [color=#EEE8AA]”I wouldn’t worry too much. People don’t tend to pay attention,”[/color] he noted. Sometimes, depending on where you were, it wasn’t weird carrying an unconscious person around. 
	They got onto the bus and into their seats when the girl awoke. She shifted, trying to get free and Kristin quickly covered her mouth. Ezekiel shifted so he was closer to the aisle and could stop the girl if she tried to break away again. [color=#EEE8AA]”Why were you following us? Were you told to or do you have a message for us?”[/color]