Vivian was on the scene, watching from a safe distance as firemen did their best against the growing fire. She had a red lollipop and suspiciously fresh clothes, lifted from the department store that was being consumed before her. In her defense, she hadn't meant to start the fire, but another super got a bit to close to removing her mask on the inside. She had responded by destroying the set of lights between them. Clothes were so flammable. It bought the Reaper time to escape while the super--a true hero--switched his attention to getting innocent bystanders out of the burning building. It seems he missed a couple, though, she thought as she watched the newscast. 

Vivian had grabbed clothes and makeup, returned to her room, changed, and was back at the scene of the crime to watch the rest unfold. Teleportation had its perks. A crowd was gathering as well, she noted with a slight grin. She swirled her tongue around the lollipop before freeing her hand to reach into a pocket in front of her, looting the wallet. The target was so engrossed with the fire and news van and big red truck that he didn't notice her light touch. 

Satisfied, she wandered away and then past him to get a better look at the scene as it continued to unfold. She wondered if that particular super would make it out alive, and when other vigilantes would arrive.