Supergirl's heat vision, yet again

How much longer would it be? Lena rocked, still in a ball in her last, **** attempt at modesty. At least it covered her front, though she hated how much was implied should anyone see her from the side, and even managing a vague kind of decency did little to dispel the feeling of how naked she was.

Why was this happening to her?

She leant forwards, lowering her head as she waited for some sound, some sign that things would change. Surrounded by endless reflections of her own thoroughly nude form.

Slowly, an odd smell reached her. She waited for a few moments, puzzling it out-

And then there was an almighty clang.

Lena jumped, for a moment her grip around her legs loosening, showing off a little of what was behind them. And in the same moment, she realised the elevator doors were gone.

No, not gone; they’d fallen outwards, a large, neat rectangle melted into them, suddenly giving her a clear view out into the foyer.

And, she realised with a rush of humiliation, the foyer of L-Corp a clear view of her.

Lena couldn’t help the shriek that escaped her lips; she squirmed, backing against the cool of the mirror behind her. Panicked she looked from side to side, images of her pale body surrounding her.

Oh god, no way out. And no rescuer, the doors had just melted for no reason, the same way her clothes had been burned away.

No, don’t cry, she wouldn’t cry.

L-Corp was never quiet these days. There were people to protest her presence, shareholders to court, shareholders of Lex’s to dissuade, a myriad entrepreneurs and projects she wanted to help…

Meaning it was rare for the foyer to not be packed. Some people milling around, others queuing up for an appointment. Easily dozens of people, a mix of people that hated her, people that wanted to impress her, and people she wanted to impress.

And the loud clang of the elevator doors falling had attracted all their eyes to her.

Lena squirmed, wishing there was some way she could melt into her reflection, or somewhere to hide in the small, reflective chamber; even if there was anywhere to hide to the sides of the door though, her reflection would still be on full display.

Lena whimpered, paralysed with shame.

Oh god, how many people was that, how many were staring?

The first person to make it out of the shocked crowd neared.