[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Philadelphia Station
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color]  [/center]
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	Ezekiel was fuming as he stomped away. The only positive he had taken from letting his anger out was the fact that he made a god bleed. However, the joy in that was short-lived. Demetri was not happy, but honestly, what was he expecting? Ezekiel to laugh and find the bright side that now they had a god for their quest and let the newcomer make eyes at his boyfriend through the whole trip. All Ezekiel could hear were the kids at his school telling him they were better than he was because they had better clothes, newer books, more than one pen, more money, both parents… It was an onslaught of negative thoughts that continued to bounce around his head until he felt the feather-light squeeze of Demetri’s hand. Ezekiel looked back at his boyfriend and slowed in his walk. Making Alexios bleed felt good, but seeing the pain and fear in Demetri’s eyes didn’t feel good.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”No, Demetri. I’m pretty far from okay.”[/color] He ran his free hand over his face, scrubbing at his eyes before his fingers slipped through his hair. He sighed and faced Demetri. [color=#EEE8AA]”Our entire lives, the gods have sought fit to control us. It’s written in our history, and it still happens. We are on this damn quest because of it, and now, this,”[/color] Ezekiel nodded back to Alexios. He shook his head and looked down at the ground. [color=#EEE8AA]”For once, I’d just like something that was mine and not for others to control.”[/color] He looked back at Demetri and pulled his boyfriend in for a tight hug. He buried his head in Demetri’s neck and took solace there.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”I’m sorry.”[/color]