Courtyard Insanity

(I realize I used 'ass' a lot here and I hope this isn't crossing the line. If it is, let me know and I'll tone it down.)

Heading toward the courtyard, Draven didn’t even bother to look both ways before crossing the parking lot. The screeching of tires against road and the blaring of horns filled the air, along with angry curses as he carelessly walked in front of several cars heading off campus for the day.

"Fucking idiot! Get your ass out of the road!" Came an angry and gruff voice belonging to another young man behind the vehicle that came to a shrieking stop just before Draven.

"My ass is gonna go where it pleases kind sir!" Draven shouted in response as he hoped up onto the hood of the man's car, further angering him.

"What the hell?! Fuck off before I kick your ass!" The driver threatened, making a move to open his door.

"What?!" Draven echoed in response, mock placing a cupped hand before one of his ears. "Kiss my ass? Did ya say ya wanna kiss my ass?!" He shouted, a wide and feral grin playing at his lips.

"Well ok.." He trailed off, not giving any time for a response before he turned around, hands grabbing at his belt line.

"…Better pucker up sweetheart!" He grinned, yanking his pants down and leaning over, effectively mooning the man and everyone else in the vicinity. Draven's antics were rewarded by a cacophony of car horns, whistles, and a mixture of laughter and disgusted yells and curses from the drivers behind him.

"Well how's 'bout it baby?!" he taunted the man behind the wheel of the car he was standing on.

"How's about this jack ass!" The man shouted in response which was followed by the rev of his engine before his foot pressed down on the pedal, aiming to throw the wannabe rocker off the car. Draven stumbled forward as a result but managed to hop off to the side and avoid completely flying off of the car. A string of hysterical laughter erupted from his chest as he stood with his pants down around his ankles, admiring his 'craftsmanship' as the car sped off.

"What? Ya aint ever seen a dick before?!" He snapped at the honking of cars and yelling of pedestrians for standing in the middle of the parking lot, and not mention being nude from the waist down. Wearing that smug smirk of his, he nonchalantly pulled his jeans back up and fastened his studded belt before heading on his way again as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened.

Draven was intent on sauntering off toward the courtyard, but had paused in his tracks at the sound of more honking. He turned around to give the driver an ear full, or perhaps another eye full but upon spotting the other about to get hit, that idea stopped in it's tracks as well. His eyes narrowed upon the scene, waiting for the collision or perhaps something crazy like the car being stopped by the guy without harming him, only to be lifted above his head and placed on his other side. It made him wonder if this guy was some sort of 'superman wannabe' with similar powers to the blue and red clad superhero, and if he wasn't, just what kind of shape he'd wind up in afterward.Though, what happened next wasn't something he expected. His eyes widened slightly at the sight and he blinked a few times; trying to 'process' just what had happened. Though, when he caught site of the driver sitting in the road, clutching the air where his steering wheel was, he couldn't help but bust into another fit of laughter.

"How did ya...hahah!" He took in a breath, "Ahaha...did ya just?!" He couldn't seem to get the words out right between his laughter. "I don't even....ahahaha! That was great!" By the time the driver had stood up and started freaking out, Draven was nearly doubled over with laughter, pointing a finger at him and trying to get out coherent words of what just happened.

"Did ya....did ya see the look on his face?!" Draven managed through his laughter, watching the 'driver' flee the scene, before turning toward Tellios. Not being the sharpest crayon in the tool box, it took him a moment to realize what the other was saying.

"...Did ya say ya ATE it?! He asked, now standing up and looking the other over. "Whatever...what are ya anyway?" He went about sniffing him much like a dog might, in order to try and figure it out. "Dun smell like nothin' I ever smelled before." He shrugged, seemingly giving up. Then it dawned on him, what the unknown 'creature' said next.

"I hate cats." He stated firmly, crossing his arms over his chest.

Draven stayed silent for a moment, raising an eyebrow at the other. He was watching him more closely now, both out of curiosity and confusion. "Somethin' like that." He passed off his guess at what he was, giving him no further information. Not that he was shy about his species or ashamed by it, he just didn't think to say anymore on the subject. Especially when his home-schooled mind was trying to register everything else the other was saying.

"Yeah, yeah...humanites..somethin'..." He trailed off, obviously not really understanding what the other was saying. "So yer a robot, right?" He gave him another glance. "Ya look human enough to me." He shrugged, nodding at the other's introduction and returning with one of his own.

"Name's Draven." He gave his signature smirk.

"I aint a dog." Draven defended himself with something of a growl, taking some offence to the 'Fido' comment. Then he promptly began scratching an itch behind one of his ears (with his hand)in a way that resembled how a dog might. Though, he didn't seem to notice anything off about it and went on talking after Tellios mentioned his name.

"That's right, the name's Draven." He crossed his arms over his chest once more. "And that's it, no Fido or whatever. Got it robo-boy?" He said in a slightly irritated tone, beginning to lose his humorous edge from earlier.

"Che" He scoffed. "Why else does anyone come here? 'Cause I dun belong nowhere else, alright? And ya dun needa know anymore than that." Not there there was much else to tell on the matter anyhow.