Ulric Zion Driscol, as played by Meliodas
As if running into Ishade wasn’t already bad enough, Ghost had to come barreling up behind him, leaving him trapped between the odd pair. “Are you two out of your God damned minds? Here I am, back for not even five fucking minutes, and you two obviously have me on Ulric-dar because we’re in one of the largest buildings arguably anywhere around here, and you two numbnuts just happen to find me! What a fucking coinkydink!” Doing everything in his considerable power to make an example out of the two, he straightened himself out and sidestepped, putting a moderate amount of distance between all of them. “Now, if you two take even one fucking step towards me, I swear to holy hell, I’m going to order Elijah and Isaiah to shoot both of you. Then, I’m going to go take a nap, and I guarantee I’ll sleep better than I had if I hadn’t ordered them to do it in the first place.”
“Let’s see if I can get this straight, obviously with no added help from you two who are about as useless to me right now as tits on a bull.” Obviously, Ulric was being nothing more than crudely sarcastic, but his sense of humor had a way of rubbing some people the wrong way even though very few, if anyone at all, ever said anything to his face. Regardless, he knew how to lead, and make the kinds of decisions that would keep most up at night. “So, Ishade, thank you for capturing someone. I’d love to think maybe it was just a rogue, but I’m sure with my luck, it wasn’t. Let me guess. North? South? You may have started a war, but hey, don’t worry about it, because Ulric will just take care of it like he takes care of everything else!”
Changing his focus, he turned and eyed Ghost, preparing to rip into her. “As for you. I wish you really were a ghost so at least then, you wouldn’t be here right now, irritating the shit out of me. Worse than a fucking poltergeist. You could have been half way done with those plans right about now, but nope; instead, what are you doing? You’re standing in front of me wasting everyone’s time, namely my own.” Grimacing, he took Ishade by the shoulder and took a few steps forward, guiding him down the corridor where he would start towards the infirmary. Stopping briefly, Ulric looked over his shoulder at Ghost. “Well, get a fucking move on. You might find something of use back at the shop too. She is pretty fine if I must say so. I told her to drop by right around now, and you might have originally been there before she did. It’s what you get for pestering me. Told her if you weren’t around, to just try again tomorrow. So, you might want to hurry. Could even score if you're lucky.”