More crowd control

Someone pushed in close to the cape nearest me, a guy with a costume I didn't recognize. That gave others the courage to join in. Every cape had been ready to act, and powers flared out. Some people stopped, and some pressed on.

I was young, I was wearing nice clothes rather than a costume, and I had my arm in a sling. People weighed their options and they pressed on, pushing in close, one grabbing my good arm. Someone else reached past me, arm brushing past my chest so they could grab the strap of my sling, which was a dickish, dickish move.

I didn't flinch, using flight to stay upright. I made eye contact with the guy, someone with glasses, a mustache, and a khaki jacket, and saw the moment of hesitation.

I set off my aura, and drove that moment home.

Both he and the other guy let go, backing off, and others reacted as well. It got the attention of people who were trying to squeeze past a cape who had his cape draping down from wrists to ground, transformed into a fence-like barrier, and past a self-duplicator with a luminescent filament webbing connecting each copy of themselves that they'd made. It bought a moment and a moment mattered. People continued to struggle and deal, but nobody tried to grab me or press past me again.

- Torch 7.4