<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/NnEfXy6.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>Pavilion.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>After 8.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zahara, Trick (NPC), Avery (In mention only).<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing:  This. (http://www.menfashionhub.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/1081.jpg)<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The trick to managing the majority of the Ares cabin was a certain kind of balance no so easily explained. While a firm and iron grip was needed to main dominance and supremacy, a more delicate approach was also needed. Yet delicacy was something frowned upon within their little sub-culture, as such, the answer to this problem was usually Zii. While she never babied them, and kicked their ass more than Ezra did on a regular basis, she also provided a sense of belief and support that Ezra could not allow himself to exhibit. He truly loved his brothers, and even truer was his love for his father. He believed the potential within every child of Ares was far higher than any child of any other god. Simply because they could not control their father's imprinted aggression upon them, did not make them assholes.<br/><br/>Yet he couldn't say that. He needed a level of respect only gained through force and power, and while he sat at the Ares table amongst them all, to praise them or highlight something other than his siblings need for more training would have been out of place. Thankfully, Zii knew him more than anyone else, and quickly highlighted the other side of the coin he could not mention. It brought a small smile to his face, quickly hidden, but just enough to be noticeable for the briefest of moments.<strong>"You could always drop by the infirmary, Trick, and just find out."</strong>He rolled his shoulders lightly, raising a curious brow at the younger child of Ares before smirking.<strong>"Leave the Gossip to Aphrodite and the over-thinking to Athena. When Ares wants something, he goes and <em>gets </em>it."</strong>He slammed his fist lightly on the table as he said that last word with emphasis, causing a rowdy, grunt-full cheer to ensue from around him as his brothers whole heatedly agreed.<br/><br/>He grinned wide. This is where Ezra excelled, and his leadership began to shine. Then she made that dare about wearing a dress, and his eyes flared up in excitement. He grinned widely, eyeing her and trying to imagine her in such a thing. Thinking back on it, he'd never actually seen her in something like that. For all her curvaceous hips, she never did wear a dress. A skirt on occasion perhaps, but nothing further.<strong>"Oh what I would give to see that, right boys?"</strong>Another gruntful cheer from all around as she flashed her another cheeky grin, but there was suddenly a much bigger issue at hand, an issue of stolen Bacon. Ezra was cheekily chewing on the sausage he stole when she did that, before she challenged him again and blunty waited for him to react with his bacon on her fork.<br/><br/>Oh that was not very smart. The grin on his face widened, as his siblings went on about their own talks and Trick was occupied with his food, it left the challenging atmosphere just to the two of them. Ezra was cunning, though, and he thought of something a little evil.<strong>"Oh hey Avery."</strong>He tilted his head upwards to look behind Zii, knowing the mention of<em>her</em>name would be tempting enough for Zii just to look away if for but a second. Naturally, there was no one there. If she would, his head would dart forward to snap the rest of his stolen bacon off of her fork, and reclaim his prize with a cheesy grin when her eyes would return to Ezra. Furthermore, he dipped his finger in Trick's Plum Sauce and caught her on the turn of her head, wiping it down her cheek as she undoubtedly stared daggers at him at this point. He'd be shrugging, with a daring expression like 'what now?' This is how they played, and he loved every minute.