[b] [u] Ulysses HAMMERJUSTICE [/u] [/b]

Ulysses was pretty damn angry, that's for sure. Here he was, legitimately paying the fines for said behavior outlined in the various laws in the place, and they take the goddamn bribe. Titan's finest. Still, greed on it's own was not exactly evil, and he knew he shouldn't go around murdering cops (obviously). Still, this guy... He was debating whether to uppercut him so hard he'd form an intimate relationship with the moon, but Delphi had appeared between them, said something to Beringer(He couldn't quite make out what she said, she was awfully soft-spoken), and left. After a moment of calm, Ulysses managed to... well, calm himself. 'Go murderlize Beringer' was not a good plan. 

He took a moment to retrieve his armor, which at this point had collapsed into two packages. He picked up one of them, which instantly unfolded and applied itself to him. This was an extremely light version of his armor, useless in combat, that he wore as a sort of casual attire. He had been in his battle ready configuration earlier because he thought he was actually going to be deployed somewhere useful. The other package looked more or less like an extremely overcomplicated large suitcase, which he lifted up. As he listened to Beringer speak, he rolled his eyes. Yeah, he was rich or something. So what? Would he use that money to actually help anyone? Unlikely. Hell, out of all the credits Ulysses earned more than half of it went to whatever given charity he thought needed it. [b]"Yeah, I guess I'll go. It's not like I need to eat, but I don't really have a house to keep her in anyway. Besides, it's not like I have a choice in the matter anyway, huh?"[/b]