In the event of an emergency

Ruwin

She was polite as she spoke to him, though he had done little to earn the friendliness in her tone. He listened to her, his eyes drifting to her daughter and then owl as each were introduced. "People call me Watcher." He replied, never revealing his real name to strangers. An odd superstition, yes, but one he stuck to religiously. It was not likely anyone had the powers his father had had, but one could never be sure.

"And that-" He motioned to her new glowing orb with his nose. "is a Piece of Hope. It will supposedly help save this world from the chaos that is taking over." He was still skeptical about the whole thing. Of course he himself had not tried putting the sphere to the test. It seemed willing enough to share itself with any stranger her happened upon though. Not that he had happened upon many without orbs of their own. Still it was curious how it managed to split and never lose its size. Always retaining the same shape and glow as before. "You're not from around here." He stated, more than asked.


talk talk talk talk

I used to recognize myself

Funny how reflections change

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ooc: Short post. But I am so proud! Ruwin actually is engaging in conversation!
@Glacia