[quote=@Pirouette]
Ann was finally feeling some relief from this strange episode. Owlman was standing up for himself, which satisfied Ann who still believed him to be a victim to mankind. The Owlman signaled for the woman to stop and that same gesture, Ann figured, was offered for Ann to remain calm and probably a way of saying "Don't worry" but she wasn't sure. 

The Owlman then flipped through his book, unchanged by the whole episode and now ignoring that woman for the time being. He settled on something that Ann really didn't know how to decipher it at first. [i]"Be seen and experienced. Familiarity is the greatest enemy of fear..."[/i]

Ann squinted, mouth agate, at the card as she tried to think. An Owl being praised by people. Well obviously the Owlman was the Owl so that meant he was trying to tell Ann that he was okay with this sort of thing? All the gawking, laughing, and touching was something he did to receive praise? But Ann didn't see people praising the Owlman. Between two girls laughing and taking photos and a overly obsessed fan, she saw hardly a spec of respect being given to Owlman. She was about to inquire, possibly even challenge the motto, if she had understood what was said before the white-haired woman chimed in again. Only this time her hair was changing. 

The woman proclaimed a whole story and explanation on something she could do. Ann could only speculate as her only clue was the woman's arm being severed and her reattaching casually as if it were like a watch. Ann wasn't a stranger to blood and gore. Ariadne made a mess of others and herself whenever she switched with Ann, but Ann didn't want to witness whatever she was offering, fearing the worst. "No thanks..." Ann's voice was barely that above a whisper as slipped away from her seat and backed up a bit. Ariadne was so close to Ann, that saner twin feared that they might bump into each other and cause a mess. "I don't want it." Whatever it was.
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The Owlman stood up as well. This person was obviously having a negative effect on Casper. Maybe he was just picking up on her vibes, but he was actually starting to feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was just knowing that this person had powers that he didn't know the extent of, which was sort of like being near a stranger you know is armed. Whatever the case he really didn't have the time nor the desire to see whatever trick she had right now. He shook his head at her, but still reached into the opposite side of his jacket from where he'd pulled his book.

What he laid on the grass near the woman was a professional looking white card, reading:

[i][u]Contact The Owlman at: WWW.Humanstateofmind.com[/u][/i]

He hoped it wasn't something rude, but he mimed tapping on a wristwatch and shook his head to her. He then pointed to the card and shrugged. That was the best he could do on short notice. After all, she hadn't done anything threatening yet, she was just strange. Then he turned back to Casper and rolled his hand over toward the path in a "shall we go?" sort of gesture before carefully scooping his cane up off the grass and hanging it from the crook of his arm. He didn't really need a cane, couldn't use one at all, but it completed the look.