Nexo smirks. "Party trick? I don't know what a party is...or a trick. But I do know...your just hallucinating. I didn't do anything." he says. His tone filled with pure mockingness. He ignored her after that. He didn't know where she was going. Or himself for that matter. He just knew...he wasn't going with her. He hadn't expected the crazy chick to leap up and onto his back though. Nor had he been able to brace himself to keep from being knocked to the ground due to the force of her doing so. He hits the ground. Wincing as her sharp claws sank into his toned yet extremely soft skin. Blood droplets formed around her claws. Sweet and intoxicating smelling. And even more addicting tasting. "Yeah. I heard what you said Dez. I just didn't care. I don't know where your going. But I know I am going away from you. Crazy cat chick with very sharp claws." he says. His tone was teasing on that last part. Yet the first part he had been very serious. "As to where<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">I</span></span>am going...I don't know. I take it in stride. Will most likely end up in some place interesting." he says. He clearly didn't have a care or worry in the world. He lays there. Then starts laughing. "You know...women usually don't have to knock the guy down and dig their "nails" or in your case...claws...into a guy to get their attention. Apparently your stuck in caveman era." he says. Laughing still. "Now." he flips up onto his feet. And stands up. Dusting himself off even with her still being attached to him by his shoulders. "Well...my clearly new attachment...hope you don't get sick easy." he grins darkly. "Cuz you in for a hellava ride." he grabs her legs and wraps them tightly around his waist. And then runs and jumps OFF the building and INTO traffic. And just runs up onto and over cars. Playing in traffic and causing chaos and mayhem. And laughing his ass off about it the entire time. He smirks and kicks some gangster punk off his pimped out motorcycle. "thanks for the wheels asshole." he then speeds off. Weaving in and out of ON COMING traffic. Jumping over and riding over other cars and using anything as part of the tracks. Laughing as if it was all just a game to him. And...it was.