[hr][hr][center][h3][color=d19f6a][b]Ed Penior[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=d19f6a]Location:[/color][/b] Space Jail
[b][color=d19f6a]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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Ed was tired. It was like his whole body rejected the idea of waking up. But after a moment he opened his eyes and sat up taking in his surroundings. He had never been to jail before. It wasn't what he expected if he was honest. Well not for space jail anyway. He opened his hand and tested if he had magic still. A bit of orange swirled around his hand. That was relieving. If this had been an Eaarth jail inhibitors would have been put on them keeping him from accessing his magic. Something he hated. 

He looked over and saw Lance was his cellmate. [color=d19f6a]"You okay?"[/color] He asked. He didn't know if he had gotten hit. He thought about the others and his eyes went wide. He checked his pockets real quick. Hoping that he had the vials with everyone's hair. He kept them on him in a protective case so they wouldn't break and the hair get lost. He could use the hairs to make locate everyone else. He let out a sigh of relief finding them. Apparently, whoever had searched them and put them in jail didn't care about a case of vials of hair. That at least gave him hope for keeping the team alive.