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Otto Staub
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Saviarre
Description
So begins...
Otto Staub's Story
nullturned to look at John, raising an eyebrow, his pistol pressing firmly into Ilse's forehead. "You sleep with her too?" he asked the man, a grin on his face. "Doesn't surprise me... fucking whore." Gesturing to his guards to point their guns at Izumi and Kazen respectively, Otto kept his own gun harshly pressing into her forehead. "Drop the weapons, boys. She's coming with me, got it?"
And then he blinked as Ilse was jerked from his grip. In reaction, the gun that had once been pressed to her forehead was fired with a jerk of his finger, but the bullet would be shot down toward where the two fell as she was jerked from his grip with such momentum that it nearly pulled him down with her.
The guards would both take a stance at either side of Otto, aiming at both Izumi and Kazen, each firing three quick rounds to each man, aiming for limbs which seemed unprotected...
And then he blinked as Ilse was jerked from his grip. In reaction, the gun that had once been pressed to her forehead was fired with a jerk of his finger, but the bullet would be shot down toward where the two fell as she was jerked from his grip with such momentum that it nearly pulled him down with her.
The guards would both take a stance at either side of Otto, aiming at both Izumi and Kazen, each firing three quick rounds to each man, aiming for limbs which seemed unprotected...
As Otto's gun was snatched by John, he spun and stared at the man. "Seriously, who the fuck are you?"
Otto Staub growled at John. "Who said anything about killing? If the stupid bitch had come with me in the first place, none of this would have happened, would it?" Pulling a second gun from another holster under his jacket, he aimed it at the pile Izumi and Ilse made on the ground. It was easy to pick out her legs from his... hers were clad in blue jeans, his in black pants... Aiming casually for one of her legs, he nodded to his guards to distract the man before shooting towards Ilse's right thigh three carefully aimed shots.
Turning to John, he grinned. "There, I'm done." Smiling, he held his gun out to John and motioned for the guards to follow him upstairs.
Turning to John, he grinned. "There, I'm done." Smiling, he held his gun out to John and motioned for the guards to follow him upstairs.
Otto Staub raised an eyebrow to John and lifted her hands. "I'm unarmed," he smirked. "And I'm leaving... and apparently, you just threw my partners into the wall over there." He gestured. "This didn't concern you... so, I'm going to bid you a good night." He moved to continue up the stairs, disappearing into his room, leaving the guards to moan in pain on the floor.
Otto Staub winced as she lay on the ground. "I'm fine, Izumi... You're hit too..." Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was biting her lip, her breath catching in her throat. "I'm fine," she repeated, more for John's sake, even though she knew she wasn't. "You? Where are you hit?" She asked the final question to them both before opening her eyes and turning her head. "Kazen?" she called. "Y'alright?"
Johan groaned as he felt the pistol to his head. Christ the wall had hurt. "Miss Ilse," he groaned, "Is she alright?" He seemed more concerned for her than he did for himself... and why shouldn't he? Chain of command being what it was, with Otto gone, she was the next in line for protection.
Otto Staub Johan growled slightly. "I'm German, Arscholoch. And why do I give a damn about what? Miss Ilse? She's our girl." Zeke was also starting to come to and groaned from underneath Johan. "Move, Schweinhund."
Johan groaned and moved to sit up, his hand rubbing at his head. "You don't understand how it works in the Family. Otto was our boss at that moment, and if we didn't do as he ordered..." He let that hang. "Personally, I'd like to kill the son of a bitch."
Zeke piped up with an enthusiastic "Me too"
Zeke piped up with an enthusiastic "Me too"
Johan shook his head. "That's not how it works. Otto is Kaiser's son. Word will get out." Johan was obviously afraid of Kaiser's wrath. "I can't even tell Kaiser what happened tonight." He brought a hand up to smooth over his jaw before looking nervously over at Ilse. "She's... she's fucking special," he said. "She's... She's the only one who..." He couldn't continue. "I'd purposely miss if I was told to shoot her, but that's the most I could do."
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Master's Dojo
Otto Staub made his way to the Dojo, surrounded by six of his personal guards. He’d upped his security detail with all of the problems he’d had recently. That stupid bitch had cost him his security. Otto was tired of hiding out and wanted to flex his muscles. Entering the Dojo, he noticed the members of the Invictus and his lips curled into a sneer. “Ah, if it isn’t my fiancee’s boyfriend’s friends,” he chuckled, tilting his head as his guards moved in around him, their hands on their guns. “No, boys, no weapons.” He turned to Anodyne and grinned. “Who is it that I have to talk to about concerns about your boss?”
The setting changes from Master's Dojo to The Arena
Otto Staub made his way to the Dojo Arena, surrounded by six of his personal guards. He’d upped his security detail with all of the problems he’d had recently. That stupid bitch had cost him his security. Otto was tired of hiding out and wanted to flex his muscles. Entering the Dojo, he noticed the members of the Invictus and his lips curled into a sneer. “Ah, if it isn’t my fiancee’s boyfriend’s friends,” he chuckled, tilting his head as his guards moved in around him, their hands on their guns. “No, boys, no weapons.” He turned to Anodyne and grinned. “Who is it that I have to talk to about concerns about your boss?”
Otto Staub rolled his eyes and shook his head. All women were the same – stupid bitches, and this one with the silly Rubiks cube was no exception. Slipping out of his suit jacket, he tossed it off to one of his guards before unstrapping the shoulder holster he wore. Tossing that and the weapon to another guard, he slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, eyes narrowed as he stared at the woman. “I’ll teach you how to talk to a man,” he muttered. Sliding his shirt from his shoulders, he dropped it unceremoniously to the floor and rolled his head around his neck, moving toward the center of the Arena. “Alright, woman, ladies first.” He held his hands up in front of himself and bent his knees, assuming a fighting stance. “Let’s see what you got.”
shifted to the left, avoiding the jab and began chuckling. He was half tempted to make a comment about the proper usage of a mouth, but refrained. Rather, he shook his head. “Pathetic,” he laughed before lunging out with his left fist in a swift uppercut aimed for her jaw, followed immediately by a right hook aimed for the side of her head.
Otto Staub let out an ‘ooof!’ of air as the right hook caught him in the stomach, but his shift at the loss of air in his lungs would cause him to avoid taking the second blow in the kidney, but rather a bit to the side. “Christ woman,” he chuckled, his own right fist aiming with as much force as he could throw behind it into her ribs, his left held off in anticipation of her counter attack.
Otto Staub laughed as he knocked the punch away with his left arm and tilted his head at her. “C’mon, woman, you don’t really want to fight me. You’d rather do other things, wouldn’t you? Like make me a sandwich. Or a pie.” He raised his eyebrow and grinned before trying to distract her attention from his right hand by aiming to plant it into her stomach again, hoping she would try to block it, thereby allowing his right hook to connect with her jaw again.
Otto Staub raised an eyebrow as he took in her stance. “Been reading the Kama Sutra? Preparing for a new sexual position?” he smirked. “I think that’s the position the man is supposed to assume. I can understand your confusion though… You do look remarkably like the male in those drawings.” He cracked his neck, snapping his hand open and closed. He’d hit her pretty hard a couple times… and his knuckles were letting him know. “Ah, tiny penis jokes are fantastic, but have no effect on me because I’m comfortable with my size. Women can’t help but scream when I’m around…” Usually because he was kicking the shit out of them, but specifics were unimportant. He assumed his own position, but it wasn’t nearly as comical.
His first instinct was to duck, and as such, the fist would make contact, but not nearly have the impact it would have if he hadn’t ducked. He was already reaching out for her leg when the punch connected, causing his jaw to snap shut in surprise. Problem was, his tongue was between his teeth, and when the fist connected, he bit the shit out of his tongue. Still, he reached for her leg, intending to snatch her out of the air and slam her into the ground.
Otto Staub would indeed find himself falling, and he shifted slightly so that he would, indeed, fall on her. After all, she was just a woman. She was made to break his fall. Grinning down at her, he lifted his arm and dug his right elbow as hard as he could into her shoulder, his left hand moving to grab at her wrist. “Ah, so this is how you want it?” he grinned, raising an eyebrow before turning his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood. She should be grateful. He could have spat it in her face. He was being a gentleman, and for that, she should be thankful.