Looters
While her ordinary providence was the realm of the mystical, Victoria Craft still called Gotham City home and she was not about to let its population degenerate to the level of mob chaos.
She paused before an electronics store, where looters had already broken the window. "I suggest you put those things back," she said, firmly. "And wait quietly for the police to arrive."
The looters gave her a look. She gave them a look back. It was one she used on her students and on the occasional minor demon.
Very quietly and quiet carefully, the looters replaced the merchandise on the shelf and stood, facing the wall, to wait for the police to arrive.
"Thank-you, gentlemen," Victoria said, and continued walking.
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