A mask

Iris blinked at what she pulled out.

"What?" Iris said, uncertain.

"It's a mask," Caitlin said. "Cisco thought-"

"My face isn't the part of me I want covered!" Iris yelped.

"I know, I know," Caitlin said. "But it's a stop-gap measure. It may not trigger your powers if it doesn't feel like it's making you decent, but if you keep it on you, at least if the worst happens no one will know it's you."

Iris hesitated. Was this seriously the position she was in? Hesitantly she reached out to take the offered mask, keeping one arm crossed over her chest. She held it loosely in one hand, peering at it.

It'd cover her face and hair, made out of some kind of material that was presumably meant to be resilient. A dark material, but with odd lines and shapes on it; she frowned.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," Caitlin said. "Cisco's a bit of a superhero fan. Think that informed the design."

"At least it might stop people staring at my-" Iris began, then squeaked.

Oh who was she kidding? It might merit a second glance, but if her naked body was on display was it really going to manage much more than that? Cheeks warming, she squirmed and put the mask down.

"Th-thanks," Iris said. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I hope I never have to use it."

"I understand," Caitlin said. "We thought you'd prefer the option, at least. It's the best we have for now."

Option? Right. Then again if people were going to see her naked either way, maybe it was a better choice. Iris whimpered.

Iris couldn't believe she was going outside again. She'd hastily dressed, gotten her father again to make sure she looked decent (an ordeal she'd never get used to), and now she was on her way to STAR Labs. The city had recovered somewhat from the accelerator explosion, but too many roads were closed to be able to drive. Some were from the aftereffects of the boom, some were (according to Cisco and Caitlin) speculated to be from other meta-humans coming into their powers... naturally none of them seemed to be stuck regularly ending up stark naked.

God, she was never going to get used to just walking down the street. She offered the occasional nod when she passed someone she knew, shaking slightly, and doing her utmost to keep up the facade that she didn't feel nude.

Ok, just keep going...

After a little time she reached into her back, both making sure her pills were still there, and checking the time on her phone. Next dose was due soon.

The only thing worse than feeling naked in the street was actually being naked in the street.

There was a screeching sound. Iris jumped, naturally jumpy in her current state, glancing over her shoulder; there was a truck screeching down the road, a panicked driver visible through the windscreen, the brakes apparently not working. Iris stared, nervously jumping away, far from the only one.

It figured, there had been more accidents in the city after the explosion. Hopefully no one would be hurt.

And then a thought crossed her mind. She could probably improve things, if she could dissolve the wheels. Hell, destroying any of the front of the truck would cause more friction, slowing it so it hurt less people or did less damage. It was still a way away, she had time-

But she'd only be as effective as she could be if, she swallowed, if she let this pill wear off; her phone beeped to remind her it was almost time. Oh god. She could try to help, and at least she had the mask, but if she did...

Who knows how many people would see?