Things were slowly turning very bad for Stephan. Stephan pulled his hood up as the strange man ran to him. He would've been happy (sort of) any other time knowing that the man indeed had strange powers, but now wasn't the time. The man would arrive soon and Stephan would be officially linked with the guy, and he didn't really want to explain the situation when he didn't really know what was going on himself. But what to do?

Stephan quickly took in the situation. The policeman was bleeding so it was clear that the man had cut him in some way, but it hadn't seemed intentional. It would probably be possible to talk to the policeman, but it would be near impossible to do so while making the man seem completely innocent. It would also be nearly impossible to do all that as well as not have to explain the whole... thing. So back to the age old question; what would he do now?

Stephan quickly stepped forward. He was about to do something he didn't really want to do, something he would probably never do in any normal situation. But, although he was missing quite a bit of sleep, he felt energized because of what he'd done tonight - empowered by how he'd handled the situation. He wasn't sure it was a good feeling to get used to.

Stephan crept around the policeman's field of view, emerging at his back. Stephan raised his arm and slammed his elbow into the back of the policeman's neck.
[color=green][i]Damn.[/i][/color]
He'd really hoped that he'd never have to do that in his whole life. Assaulting someone with power was not something an upstanding member of society would want to do. But Stephan could at least comfort himself with the knowledge that, if no one saw it, it didn't happen. Or rather, if no one talked about it, it didn't happen.

As the policeman crumpled to the ground, Stephan had a small panic attack. Had he done too much? Had he inadvertently caused some kind of damage? He knelt down and checked the unconscious man's pulse. Strong enough and steady, it seemed that he was fine. Stephan breathed a sigh of relief before noticing that the policeman's hand was still bleeding. He turned to address the other man - the one who presumably had done the cutting.
[color=green]"Don't move."[/color] Stephan said.
Realizing how gruff he sounded, he kept talking.
[color=green]"Look, I know how you feel, but... Just give me a second."[/color]
He searched his pockets for a band-aid - he always carried a few - before remembering that he probably didn't want his finger prints anywhere near here. But he didn't have his right glove.

Stephan clicked his tongue. He'd have to do two things he didn't really want to do today. He carefully slipped on the right glove from the pair that the woman had dropped. It was a little tight, but he did't really have any other options. He peeled the band-aid open and applied it to the policeman's wound. With that done, he started dragging the policeman's body over to the police car, leaving it by the side. Finally, he turned to the other man and started speaking to him once.
[color=green]"We should get out of here."[/color] Stephan said. [color=green]"Let's move somewhere quieter."[/color]
He began moving back the way he came, although he wasn't entirely sure where to go. All that he knew was that they really shouldn't stay here. He adopted a brisk walking pace, hopefully fast enough to avoid being connected to the scene but also slow enough so that the older man could keep pace. They had plenty to talk about right now.

[@Kiwiwiwi], [@CornixElecti] I guess