[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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	Thankfully, Janelle let Ezekiel pull her along back to the main group. He looked over at her once she had taken the glasses off. [color=#EEE8AA]”Those glasses are pretty cool, but ya, this place plays on all the senses. I’m sure the sound is more than enough.”[/color] As it was, the lotus cookie had worn off, and Zeke felt utterly drained. The sounds, sights, and smells were overwhelming. [color=#EEE8AA]”And the cookies are fruit from the Lotus flowers. Did you ever read the Odyssey? Homer wrote about the lotus eaters in there,”[/color] he said but didn’t explain further in case Janelle had read the poem. He didn’t want to mansplain if she already knew.
	Once they were back, things quickly started to fall apart once more. [color=#EEE8AA]”I’m okay…Sorry for running off like that. I didn’t…I had no control,”[/color] he admitted. [color=#EEE8AA]”Demi is with Alexios.”[/color] Zeke said it like he was confident Demetri would be safe with the god. Truthfully, Zeke had no idea if a god reacted to the lotus flowers like demigods or humans did. Sunshine started to paw at Ezekiel’s leg, meowing with agitation. Ezekiel picked up that wasn’t a good sign. Gods, this was going to be a lot harder than he thought.
	He was handed a drink, and Ezekiel quickly dumped the thing. He grabbed the glasses from the others and tossed them as well. However, it was too late for Cassian. Ezekiel looked in the distance, seeing Demi with Alexios at the slots and Cassian going in a different direction.
[color=#EEE8AA]”Dammit dammit dammit,”[/color] he cursed. [color=#EEE8AA]”I should have asked Dad for some lotus-breaking arrows.”[/color] He looked at Nancy. They needed her, but how could he keep asking her to put her trauma aside for the rest of them?
	The words of the Odyssey drifted into his mind. He was no Odysseus, and Zeke couldn’t drag everyone out of the hotel and tie them to the mast of a ship - they needed to be here - but he could try to keep them all together.
	[color=#EEE8AA]”We need a rope or something to string everyone together so they stop running off.”[/color]