Worm: Interlude 13½, The Butcher's Bill: 1.2

Aisha tuned out the sound of her mother and Sam cajoling the woman and walked over to the table.  Her mom didn’t notice her.  Nobody ever noticed her, and they noticed even less ever since she’d gotten her power.  It was like a dark joke, a grim comedy.  Just when she’d started to figure things out, grow up and catch people’s eye, the world went to hell and she got her powers.  Now she became invisible if she lost her concentration.

Not that it was invisibility, really.  It was memories.  People forgot her as soon as they saw her, to the point that they didn’t register her presence.  She could feel it, her power rolling over her skin, jabbing outward, invisible to sight, touch and anything else, making contact with the people around her and pushing those memories away.

—Worm: Interlude 13½



"And should you use control suddenly and dramatically?" she asked.

"That's what I'm here for." Imp said from right behind me, taser sparking. I startled at her sudden appearance, and many of the others around us did as well, but privately I wasn't completely convinced that her Stranger powers would trump Butcher III's danger sense. Still, her actions seemed to be reassuring our temporary partners, so I decided to roll with it.

—The Butcher's Bill: 1.2