[b] [i] Ulysses HAMMERJUSTICE [/i] [/b]

Ulysses was now genuinely annoyed. The other Cyborg had essentially Usurped his own course of action, and threw bribery on top of. Forcefully, he pulled the man back. [b]"Can I pay for my own damn mess? god..."[/b] He said as he fished through a compartment on his thigh, and produced a bag labeled 'for property damag' Apparently, he had ran out of room on the label for the E. He fished out of that bag what appeared to be a datadisk of some kind. [b]"Lesse, that should cover the standard fee for vaporizing four and a half square feet of drywall, as well as additional fees for disturbing the peace, as well as the additional fees from a third offense."[/b] Oh, it was beyond his third offense, but it was only his third offense in this city. He of course never understood what the big deal was. Walls could be replaced, and he never destroyed anything all that big outside of a mission. 

He did however, lament the fact that the child seemed afraid of him. Or that none of his 'partners' seemed to like him that much. Ever. In fact, whenever he came around people just seemed to get angry.its not like he could help it, destruction and such was what he was built to do, it's coded into his very soul. At least he could get past the 'exterminate all mages' part. He was no murderer, he just liked to explode inanimate objects. Oh well, it seemed like he would probably be ordered to the back again and forbidden from doing anything. Such was his fate. He doubted he'd even get to pick some locale to show the girl.