Rinnette's body tingled as she walked quickly down the street. It was raining lightly, but the drops were oblivious to her. She didn't feel them. Rinnette couldn't feel anything except her feet on the cement sidewalk and the cold rush of wind that seemed to follow her around the city. She was invisible to the world, a woman made of glass, and she loved it. No one could see her. There were down-sides to it too, though. A fast-walking obese woman ran into her, stepping on her foot as she passed. A young businessman hit her knee with a briefcase. A small child spit gum out onto her shoe. When no one could see your body, then it was easy for them to literally walk all over you. Rinnette ran into an ally and forced herself to become visible. Her curly long locks were the first to reappear. Next, her clothes. Lastly, her body. She finger-combed her hair and looked at a window to view her reflection. It shattered instantly. She frowned. Ever since she'd become a conduit, life had been hard. She had an ability that allowed her to control and absorb glass. She could move it with her mind, break it, make it explode, etcetera, etcetera. It had been fun at first, but it was becoming tiring. It was hard to hide her powers, especially when every time she looked into a mirror, it cracked. She didn't have full control yet. She hadn't learned the basics. After all, she'd only been a conduit for a couple months. Rinnette made her way back to the sidewalk and walked into a donut shop, her stomach grumbling and her head throbbing.