[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] The Big House —> Outside Big House -- Camp Half-Blood
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	Ezekiel looked about the room and realization creeped in on just how screwed they were. As far as he was aware, himself, Kristin, Janelle and Nancy had been the only ones to go on a quest. The rest were asking questions like answers would just fall into their lap. They were so screwed. Cassian piped in once more and Ezekiel rolled his eyes. That look on his face just made Zeke want to punch him more. Why did he have a face that was so punchable? Maybe it was a family trait. 
	Kristin tried correcting him that it had been her and Leda and Zeke couldn’t believe his ears. Yes, he had gone on a quest with that pair as well but he couldn’t believe Kristin forgot the one with Janelle. The one that happened immediately after her arrival. Ezekiel started to laugh. Full on, belly deep laughter. He wiped tears from his eyes. Clearly the day had begun to wear on him since it wasn’t that humorous. [color=#EEE8AA]”Gods Kristin, I needed that. Don’t tell me you seriously forgot about the quest we went on as soon as Janelle and Jason arrived. Houston, mother of monsters? The others went to New Rome?”[/color] There was a grin on his face as he asked her these questions before shaking his head and looked at the others. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Look, we could sit here and debate on how to get the gods involved but it isn’t going to happen. They will help when and [i]if[/i] they want to. What we need are supplies for travel and to fight because there is going to be plenty of that before we even get to the hotel.”[/color] At least there were more of them than the usual three but of course more meant more risk and Demetri was a beacon for monsters due to his status as a child of the big three. Zeke couldn’t compare his last two quests to this based on that fact alone. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Let’s just get our shit together and then we can meet at Hestia’s hearth to hold hands and make friendship bracelets.”[/color] He turned and headed for the door. He glanced at Nancy, speaking to her quietly. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”We are all so incredibly screwed,”[/color] he said and left the Big House. Nancy was the most experienced leader in the group and he would bet his prized copy of [i]The Odyssey[/i] that she was thinking the same or worse.