[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Car - On The Road Again -- New Orleans, Louisiana 
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	[color=#EEE8AA]”Well, I have a twenty. We can get some fuel if we don’t find cash. Or we can try syphoning fuel. I hear that is a thing,”[/color] Ezekiel noted and rummaged around for a map. If he couldn’t find one, they could stop for one but Ezekiel also had good tracking skills. Granted he had never really used them while driving but he was sure he could figure out the invisible lines and the directions they needed to be in. Half of being a demi-god was following your intuition and sometimes your parent’s voice if they decided to grace you with their presence that day. The sun was starting to set though and that was Apollo’s time. Either he would be far too busy to help or it could be the perfect time if they were caught in his light. 
	With Ezekiel unable to find anything in the front resembling a map, he turned in his seat and scanned the back seats, pulling stuff out of seat pockets, apologizing to Janelle for bumping her with his hand and found a map in the back pocket of his seat. [color=#EEE8AA]”Ah ha, here we go.”[/color] Ezekiel opened up the map and attempted to locate where they were and where they needed to get to. All he seemed to understand was the road they were on but he couldn’t figure out a route. Ezekiel groaned and looked over at Kristin.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Have I ever told you how lovely your eyes look in the setting sun?”[/color] He decided an attempt at flattery would be better than asking for out right help. As it was, Kristin was never going to let him live it down that he couldn’t figure out a route to Texas, especially with his tracking skill. He could picture them getting home only for Kristin to run off and tell Leda immediately. Dammit.