<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/5e940c55-8472-4484-a36d-cdeb265d3e68_zps5199d5e0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ezra Vanauatu (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10204477#msg10204477)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Ares.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Cabin.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 23rd, evening.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Henry (NPC), Zahara (In mention only)<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing: Camp Uniform.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Confusion took over anger for a moment, as Ezra stared at this helpless little thing spinning around himself. Okay, so compassion and delicacy weren't exactly his forte. But the kid looked like he just saw seven Harpies and a Minotaur open the door and stare him in the face. Ares cabin was quite used to vulgarity, and often disregarded the fact that their life was a little different from others outside of their home. The teachers understood that this was not just an attitude problem, but simply their inherited genes. The God of War's offspring were naturally rebellious, rowdy, angry, and it wasn't any of their faults. Ezra understood this, he had the maturity to. He knew his father, and had met him more than once. He knew that even though his brothers and sisters get called assholes, jerks, idiots, among many other terms because of how they act, it wasn't something they controlled.<br/><br/>As he looked at the kid, he dropped his bag and suddenly action figures dropped everywhere. A horde of laughter burst from behind Ezra, as his brothers and sisters cackled at the sight. Toys were like a death wish in this cabin. Anything that was synonymous with softness and child-like behavior was an automatic no, and this kid didn't seem to get the memo. At all. Ezra's face remained stern, and it was the only one to do so. While the others laughed at Henry, he maintained his stern expression. Times like this is where he really needed Zii, and understood where she complimented his faults with her strengths. She could deal with this, she could at least try and talk the kid down from crying as tears began streaming down his face.<br/><br/>Ezra nearly spoke up again to try and quiet things down and get a handle on the situation, before Henry sealed his own fate with those last few words. Suddenly the laughter died down, and cynical smiles turned into growls and glares.<br/><br/>"The fuck you say kid?"<br/>"Are you signing a death wish?"<br/>"Teach this guy a lesson Ezra!"<br/>"Fuck it, I'll do it!"<br/><br/>The voices boomed from behind him again as the Ares children began pouring out. Ezra turned quickly to try and get a handle on the situation.<strong>"I did not say you could leave! Get back inside!"</strong>He yelled, trying to maintain some control but shit had already hit the fan. No matter how powerful he was, he could not calm down 100 of this brothers. Even half that number was a daunting, nearly impossible task. As he tried to block and stand in the way of a few of them, a few more slipped away and got their hands on Henry.<br/><br/>"You better watch what you say kid, you don't know who you're messing with!"<br/><br/><strong>"MALCOLM!"</strong><br/><br/>Crack. What was heard, was the sound of a fist connecting with Henry's face. A particullarly angry brother had let his father's rage flow through him a little bit too much, and acted upon the rage. Despite Ezra's yelling, he couldn't stop him. All he could do afterwards was quickly pace to Malcolm and violently shove him away from the injured Henry, who now sported a rather bruised and black eye courtsey of Malcolm's fist. Ezra stared at the injured child, unsure of what to say or do. This had never happened before...so he did the only thing he knew -to- do. He turned around to face his brothers, eyes now truly glaring a fiery red, an indication of extreme anger and frustration. They knew, that to disobey at that moment would mean they'd end up no better than Henry.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>"EVERYONE BACK IN THE CABINS, IN THEIR BEDS. LIGHTS OUT, NOW."</strong></span>He paused to shoot a particularly vicious glare at Malcolm, but when he turned around to look at Henry, the kid was already gone and nowhere to be seen.