[hr][hr][center][h3][color=d19f6a][b]Ed Penior[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=d19f6a]Location:[/color][/b] The Mansion (kitchen)
[b][color=d19f6a]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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Ed had gone for a drive early that morning. It was nice to be away from the mansion. He was, other than the teachers, one of the older people in it and sometimes that could get suffocating. It was one thing back home where everyone was family in one way or another. And he had thought way too much about home. He had to do something about the situation there. His grandfather, the eldest surviving member, wasn't doing great. He was going to turn over the family to Ed soon and that would be a whole different mess. So the morning had been quiet contemplation. 

Back at the Mansion, he found himself in the kitchen. He wasn't a great cook, but there had to be something he could throw together for a meal. Most of the actual X-men seemed to be gone. He could hear voices in the hall talking. He recognized a few of them. He couldn't quite make out what was being discussed. Ed considered sticking his head out of the kitchen and finding the source of the talking. That or focus on the snack he was trying to make.