He shouldn’t have been there, he knew that, super human hearing was useful, except when you were an idiot who felt the need to care about everything you heard. He often thought Klaus should have used a more intense screening process, shouldn’t have given these abilities to someone like him, so unfit to use them. Have them he did, however, there was no taking that back now.
Just keep walking, that was what he had told himself, when he heard the females voice, chances were they could handle themselves, and even if they couldn’t, he was a lackey, not a super hero, he didn’t need to stop for every stranger. The voice had been familiar, however, undeniably recognizable. He hadn’t been able to resist simply checking it out, having a look.
He had watched, with awe, as Tessa did, whatever it was she was doing, to the man in front of her. He didn’t feel sorry for him, not after what he was sure he had been trying to do, yet still the sight made him uneasy. He knew the witches power, but had never seen them properly before, at least not when he had been able to really focus on them; why would he, you didn’t reveal the extend of your ability to a potential foe. The bin he had knocked over as he tried to step away seemed to have some impact, watching as the man scurried away. “You… you ok?” He asked, trying to keep his voice level.
Tess was becoming far too aware just what it was that caused this surge of power within her; it was the instinct to protect herself, the frustration and anger that caused when she no longer could control the threatening situation stepped against her. She wished she had more control, just as she wished this man would have listened when she had given him his warning. The truth was that the raise and fall of her powers were both just as sudden, something she could not control but only to be taken over.
The loud sound of bin falling was what pulled Tess back to her own mind; no longer consumed by her power it seemed like the connection she possessed over her victim was suddenly cut like somebody cut strings with scissors. She could not help the gasp that left her, nor the sudden feeling of emptiness that was left by the loss of power she felt within. She was startled by what had just happened, but now she understood it better; it gave her a blank feeling, something that she dwell in only a moment longer before she realized she needed to regain back her senses as they certainly were not alone.
It was after she had watched the man to scurry away in a hurry, when she turned around to witness the man standing not all that far away from her, she could recognize the male. It took her a moment to regain her mind, his question registered with delay as she truly was taken aback by just how her evening had turned out to be. “Yeah--- Yeah, I’m fine.”, her voice didn’t began strong but leveled as she cleared her throat. “I---”, she took a step closer towards him and tried to seem just a little but more baffled by what had just happened than she truly was, “How much did you see?”. Damsel in distress was not usually her game, but perhaps it was exactly what she needed now to find out just how much he had witnesses and how much he intended to reveal of what he had just seen to others.
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