[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i]  Arena —> Infirmary - CHB
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Zeke’s face burned from Demitri’s whispered comment. He shoved his boyfriend but kept a firm hold of his hand. [color=#EEE8AA]”Somehow, I don’t think that’ll keep us warm and definitely not dry.’[/color] He nodded goodbye to Nancy and started walking out of the arena when Kristin stopped them.

[color=#EEE8AA]”Oh, ya. We can grab enough for everyone,”[/color] Zeke agreed. He resumed walking again, thinking about the quest they were about to embark on.

They hadn’t exactly succeeded last time, and there was a lot at stake. Zeke stared at the ground as they walked, starting to feel anxious. [color=#EEE8AA]”Are you nervous at all?”[/color] Zeke asked Demi. He had intended to keep his feelings to himself, but something pulled the words out of him. 

Zeke paused outside the infirmary doorway. He shifted to look at Demitri and swallowed the lump quickly forming in his throat. [color=#EEE8AA]”If something happens to me…I need you to make sure Nancy gets Mads out. And Leda. That’s all that matters. And tell my mom I died in some epic heroic way,”[/color] Zeke chuckled halfheartedly.