[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Climbing Wall -- Camp Half-Blood
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	Zeke grinned, taking the drachma from Bryan and slipping it into his pocket. He looked back at the group he just left and nodded. He thought he had been incredibly lucky as well to get away like that but he hadn’t been outrageous in his flirting and respectful as well. Perhaps that was his saving grace or Hades wasn’t paying attention. Whatever the reason, Zeke would do a little extra praying at the next meal time. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Not really sure. We could go for a run or check in on the infirmary,”[/color] Zeke suggested. Camp for the moment, other than two gods showing up in one day, seemed rather calm and quiet. Part of him even wanted to find Janelle, tell her what occurred and pray she didn’t beat his head in for it.