[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Lotus Hotel & Casino – Las Vegas
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color]  [/center]
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	The lights of the pinball machine were all that Zeke could see. He was engrossed in his game. There had been an arcade near his house when Ezekiel was growing up, and he would often lose hours of time there. The owner had felt bad for him; especially once the bullying got bad.
	Ezekiel was on a roll, getting double the points once the second ball was released when Janelle arrived by his side and pulled his attention from the game.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Oh! Sorry Janelle, did you want to play?”[/color] He asked, offering her the machine. He wasn’t upset at all that Janelle had just interrupted his game. Sunshine rubbed against Zeke’s leg, causing the demi-god to look down and grin. Then something snapped in him.
	Instead of the lights being welcoming and brilliantly coloured, they were overly bright, and the music was pounding in his ear drums. Ezekiel frowned and covered his ears. He looked at Janelle, registering her words and her intense gaze. She was looking right at him. Ezekiel blushed, feeling suddenly embarrassed and glanced around her. Shit, shit, shit. He left Nancy. He left Demetri. And was that Demetri on the floor? And Nancy on the floor?
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Oh fuck,”[/color] he said. Not even five minutes in, he had already done the one thing he wasn’t supposed to. How in Hades are they supposed to survive this?
[color=#EEE8AA]”Sorry, Janelle, the lotus cookies. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought. We should get back to the others.”[/color] But first, there was Demetri on the ground before them, being cradled by Alexios.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Here. Give him this,”[/color] Ezekiel handed Alexios the fruit he had kept in his bag along with some ambrosia. Ezekiel looked behind him, guilt sitting heavy in his stomach. He was worried for Demetri but needed to get to Nancy as well. His head pounded with the music, making him feel sick and hungover.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”I’ll be back. I need to get back to Nancy.”[/color] He stood, looking at Janelle and Sunshine. [color=#EEE8AA]”Um, thanks…for coming to grab me,”[/color] he said. 
	As he started walking back, hopefully with Janelle, they were stopped by another waitress with a tray of cookies. [color=#EEE8AA]”Oh, um, thanks, but we're still feeling good,”[/color] he said, grinning weakly before sidestepping, pulling Janelle with him, and hurrying to Nancy’s side
	Ezekiel knelt on the floor, staring at the bruises on Nancy’s neck. He swallowed, the guilt really sitting heavy, and looked up. Were those flames? Yup. Joanie just lit someone on fire.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Nancy… I am so sorry, are you okay?”[/color]