[hr][hr][center][h3][color=d19f6a][b]Ed Penior[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=d19f6a]Location:[/color][/b] Asteroid 
[b][color=d19f6a]Skills:[/color][/b] Magic (shield)
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Ed maintained his shield. It was a good and strong one. He could feel what emotions had gone into building it. Fear and worry for those around him. He had to protect at least his team. He would always protect them. That's what he was good at, defense. He had never been allowed to be anything else. He knew the itches of ideas, the terrible plans he had if he ever fell from the graces of the family. Even now he didn't want to. The laws were old, his family was old. He would not betray them. He would not betray his sister. He had become such a better healer since joining the X-men, but that didn't put him on her level. She had brought people from death's door. He doubted he could do the same. 

He stood there, arms up, holding the shield that pressed against the walls, ready to protect against the horror of space when the inevitable would happen. He nodded as the faces of people he knew entered the hangar. Not daring to talk or distract himself more than that. The minutes were ticking by. He didn't know how long they had. But there hadn't been enough strange faces entering to include all the people on this cursed rock.