[hr][hr][center][h3][color=d19f6a][b]Ed Penior[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=d19f6a]Location:[/color][/b] Westchester, New York, Outside of Xavier's Mansion
[b][color=d19f6a]Skills:[/color][/b] Tracking 
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Ed couldn't figure out what the purpose of holograms or illusions would be in such a way. He stared at the students going about their day as if they were ghosts. He wondered if maybe they were ghosts. That was something they could investigate. At least they were on something resembling home turf though. 

He reached into his pocket and started pulling vials with each member of the group's hair in them. Each had been carefully labeled after he had collected the hair. He smiled at the memories of it. There was an extra vial. One for a member of their group who was dead and gone. He placed it with the others but did not pick it up as he went, as quickly as he dared, through each strand. Testing where they were. It seemed they were broken into two groups. Pietro and Klara are way down south by Runa. Whereas Lance, Guin, and Annie are still south of where they are, but closer, most likely New York City. His spell had been fine-tuned for a broader search when he went looking for Lance's father in the stars. It, however, still did not give a precise location and that was as good as it was going to get without shifting if more. 

[color=d19f6a]"Everyone, is alive. Pietro, Klara and Runa are far south of us, seemingly together or close enough that they'll find each other. Lance, Guin and Annie are, as best as I can tell together in New York City."[/color] He said, letting Mary know. Then putting his vials back into his pockets.