[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Arena -- Camp Half-Blood
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color] Sword Fighting; [/center]
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	Ezekiel slipped into his usual stance, ready to start sparing his half-brother when Bryan shifted focus. Ezekiel stopped and looked over in the direction he had suggested. Normally Zeke wouldn’t care but at the mention of girlfriend, Zeke couldn’t help but think of a certain red head he had just gone on a quest with. Ezekiel tried looking for the familiar shade of red hair but his eye line quickly began to tilt. Zeke was falling. 
	Ezekiel let out a shout of surprise before he hit the ground with a groan and lay flat on his back. He blinked a couple of times before Bryan filled his eye line. He glared at his half-brother before taking his hand and stood up. Zeke dusted himself off and surveyed the group. 
	It was Marygold, Janelle’s brother Jason and Kristin and some other young red head he didn’t know. The only one remotely close to Janelle’s beautiful shade of red but he very clearly was not Janelle. Discontented, Ezekiel looked back at Bryan and gestured for him to get ready for the next round. The real round. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Low blow Bry. It’s a pity that you have such a lack of belief in your ability that you have to cheat to beat me.”[/color] Zeke twirled his sword around, smirking before he made the first move. He took aim at Bryan’s side and was able to make a hit before he stepped back.