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Post by Otto on Dec 30, 2015 0:18:30 GMT
[Heavy Weights-5,000pl] Otto was sprawled out, face in his pillow, in a set of plain black pajama pants with a white sleeveless t-shirt. His white hair was messier than usual, sticking up every which way, and muffled snoring erupted from the origin of his head every couple of moments. In the cheap motel room around him, papers were strung about recklessly. Each paper contained someone’s face, with dossier information neatly typed underneath them. In the background, the irritating beeping of an alar droned on and on for minutes. Finally, the mercenary smashed his bare hand against the surface of the digital clock, and all was silent.
Several hours later, Otto awoke in a pile of his own slobber. He stared at the clock. One in the afternoon. He shut his eyes again and started to drift off.
Wait… One in the afternoon!
Otto sprung to life, scratching at the stubble on his face. There wasn’t much time for him to prepare. Today was the day that he had been preparing for, and he was already going to be late. Today, a gathering of scientific minds was happening at a hall in South City. One of the attendees was his mark for the week. His name was….
What was his name? Otto couldn’t remember. He began digging through his mess of bounty papers frantically. None of them fit the bill for the job. What had he done with the dossier?
He looked about the apartment a while longer. No luck. He could remember one thing about the job though. His name started with a K. Or maybe a C? Maybe if he went ahead and got there it would jog his memory. He really didn’t have enough time to doddle any longer if he wanted any chance of capturing the target. Feeling frantic, Otto mounted into his powersuit without even changing out of his pajamas. The metal of the suit felt cold on his bare arms, but there wasn’t any time.
Clad in the brown metallic armor, freshly repaired from his conflict with the assassin known as Drake, the bounty hunter sprinted out of the door of the motel and out into the streets of South City. The street traffic was awful, cars honking and inching forward behind one another. Pedestrians filled the sidewalks. A lot was going on in the town this weekend, the science symposium was just one of many events- a fair of some sorts was happening in the heart of the city, and the Grand Zoanthrope Orchestre was also to be putting on a show as well. Needless to say, things were looking messy.
Otto pushed his way through the pedestrian crowds. Moving at a brisk walking pace, he got the occasional glare and looks of bewilderment, but went otherwise unnoticed as he made his way through town in the metal suit. He was coming up on his target location, a ten story building with a lavish fountain out front on a small plaza. The area around was a lot less crowded than the city streets were, although the parking lot was full of vehicles.
“Whatever they are doing in there must already be getting started,” Otto said as he examined the building. He found a utility room door on its side. Ripping it off of its hinges he stepped inside the closet and peered into the auditorium through the door. It was a large crowd, but he couldn’t make out what they were speaking about through the door.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2015 1:35:05 GMT
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Unfortunately for Otto, that ten story building held more than a single auditorium. It held nearly fifty different rooms, each with its own little crowd inside. You see there was not a single symposium going on, but very many! The event that was going on was more akin to a Science-Con than a single Symposium. Going all weekend it was a gathering for all of the science community to come together as a group and show what they had managed to come up within the last year, winning acclaim and fame amongst the scientific community. It was also the kind of place that people went to try and get some outside help from fellow experts on problems they were having with their own projects. While Katsu was only 17, this would be his 3rd visit to the yearly event, and just like his first time here Katsu was in love!
The best and brightest of the entire planet all gathered in one spot in order to share their various inventions, discoveries, and projects with each other. It was heaven for Katsu, the eternal epistemovore. The knowledge one could gather here just by wandering around the showroom floors was a veritable goldmine, and Katsu had a datapad in hand as he wandered from one room to another in his usual clothing, his genius level intellect challenged at every corner. Oh the ideas that flooded through his head, the possibility made likely through the knowledge he was soaking up. Katsu just couldn't be happier. Of course it would probably drive Otto insane. Soo many people to be searching through for whoever his target was!
Katsu was himself currently makign his way across the main room of the third floor, having a little chat with a fellow Bio-Engineer who went by the Dr Carter. He was the sort of scientist that most people thought insane, but Katsu found his studies into aggressive xenomorphic viruses and their effects on the human genome to be a fascinating, and not to mention a bit close to home to his own research project!
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Post by Otto on Dec 31, 2015 21:46:17 GMT
Otto had decided that his current position in the utility closet. He wasn’t going to get much intelligence out of just standing around in a muffled room with an annoyingly loud heating system in it. He unlocked the door and stepped out into the back corridor of the first floor auditorium. He could hear a woman speaking through a microphone now.
“This floor will feature a science fair for some of our world’s youngest geniuses in thirty minutes, the second flood robotics and engineering showcase is already in progress, and the bio-engineering showcase on the third floor will be open throughout the day,” the woman began. “On the fourth and fifth floors will be a comprehensive showcase on the this year's medical achievements. All other floors are reserved for special conferences, all attendees are free to help themselves to the refreshments here on the first floor as well!”
Otto’s stomach grumbled at the mere mention of snacks. He hadn’t eaten in quite some time. And this was a gathering of scientists, so what the hell! He made his way out into the front room, not really catching many eyes as he made his way to a table of orderve cheeses. He lifted up the face of his helmet so that he could chow down.
“Hah, did you build that thing out of a trash can?” a snot nosed kid with a pocket protector and greasy freckles interjected as Otto was pulling a cube of cheese off of a toothpick with his teeth. Otto swallowed the cube and turned to the lad defensively.
“What! The parts might be a bit rusty, but it is made from stuff you can’t even find on this planet!” Otto argued.
“Sure,” the kid said with his eyes rolling, turning his back to Otto. Otto grabbed another cube of cheese on a toothpick, gnashing it angrily as he withheld his frustration with the little geek.
“Hey! You are late for the robotics show! You need to get up to the second floor!” a woman called to him. It had been the speaker from before. As she got closer she glanced at his suit. “Wow, I guess it it a good thing it isn’t a beauty contest…”
Otto lowered his head in shame as he began walking towards the stairwell. He knew that his mark was a bio-engineer of some sort. He would make his way up to the third floor, he wasn’t here to show off his power suit anyways.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2016 22:11:27 GMT
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Two minutes into conversing with Dr Carter and his datapad gave him an alert. Stopping dead in the conversation Dr Carter viewed his datapad, the blood draining from his face, and with hurried civility he made his way to the nearest exit, all but fleeing the Science-Con. Indeed Katsu could have sworn he had started running full out by the time he reached the lobby. Huh, maybe he had an urgent project to get back to? Katsu wondered idly to himself as he gave a shrug and continued on. He could always catch up with Dr Carter later to get the nitty gritty on those xenomorph strains; besides it would be time soon for them to call him down to the Prodigy gathering down on the main floor auditorium.
So Katsu continued to wander around the third floor, looking at the various projects and exhibits people were putting on display and talking with their creators. More than one set of numbers were exchanged; Katsu wasn't known very well in the scientific community yet, his sole project having been literally crushed by the Saiyan Invasion, but he knew the importance of building connections and establishing a team of people he could pull information from. Communication was key as they said. Katsu had just managed to get his seventh phone number, from a pretty glasses wearing woman who had the look that she was going to call him for more than scientific advice, when the announcements began. There was quite a list of people who had been on that list, and with his surname being Yuda Katsu knew he was going to be last on the list. So he managed to get three more numbers before his named was called.
“Dr Yuda. Please come to the Main Floor Lobby. Dr Katsu Yuda, Please come to the Main Floor Lobby...” came the call.
“Ah, time for me to head down.” Katsu said as he bowed out of his current conversation and headed for the stairway. Hopping down the steps three at a time he passed a man wearing some kind of personal Mechsuit, and Katsu grinned at the rustic design, giving the man an acknowledging two-finger salute and a quick, “Yo! Nice design, very utilitarian. You might consider some external plating for some Fluid-Dynamics though. Pardon me, pardon me, though, gotta get to the first floor ASAP!” Katsu would continue to bound down the steps, passing the man in the mechsuit pretty quickly on his way down. There was something he had to say to everyone there!
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Post by Otto on Jan 2, 2016 6:33:45 GMT
As Otto rushed up the third floor a scientist passed him, even complimenting the design of his power suit and giving him some constructive criticism!
“Thank you! Not bad for home-made eh?” Otto said as he did a half pose awkwardly, before realizing that the scientist was a busy man and probably had things to do. He smiled under his armor as he continued to trek up the stairs.
He opened up the door to the bio science lab. As he opened the door a single woman in a lab coats eyed him oddly. He knew the target wasn't a female...
“The engineering show is one floor down,” The doctor told Otto.
“Oh… I am looking for Doctor… K?” Otto said, hoping that the letter would be enough to get him pointed to the right scientist.
“Hmmm, I don’t know a Doctor K… but maybe you mean Dr. Yuda? His first name is Katsu… you just missed him. He went down the stairs,” she told him.
“Oh wow!” Otto replied. He brought his hand up to his forehead, he had just passed his mark coming up. The nice guy that had complimented his armor. How typical of him.
“Th-thanks!” Otto said as he turned and began to run down the stairs. He remembered that Katsu had said he was trying to get to the first floor. If Otto hadn’t been in such a rush, he probably would have realized that Katsu couldn’t be his target, his last name didn’t even fit the bill. But in his haste he had disregarded it, he was convinced that it was his guy.
Otto pushed the door to the first floor open again. The junior science fair students were setting up the displays for their science projects.
Now where was Dr. Yuda?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2016 6:49:42 GMT
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Dr. Yuda had already made his way towards the big stage are at one side of the room. There was a young girl up there, talking about... something scientific. Katsu had just caught the tail end of her speech but it sounded like she had given an explanation on her latest discovery, something to do with the nervous system. Katsu slid over towards the stage, leaning over to ask a question of one of the aide's standing there.
“Anyone done a speech about Dr. Sodia Chloe Ride, or another member of her team?” Katsu was somewhat relieved when the woman shook her head and said that the woman up on stage was the only one to speak so far.
Katsu was polite, he waited for the woman to finish her speech, and waited for the applause to begin to die down, but he quickly vaulted up to the stage front and took the Mic as she was going to pass it off to someone else with a tiny apology. He addressed the crowd, no sense of stage fright or concern coloring his face, “Apologies, but there's something I'd like to say before we go any further here. Now, my name is Dr. Katsu Yuda. I doubt many of you have heard of me yet, and honestly I don't even have a project to show off for this year's gathering, but I do have something important to tell the scientific community of.”
There was a slight pause as Katsu got everyone's attention, the anticipation growing before he dropped the bomb, so to speak, “Dr Sodia Chloe Ride, Dr Morton, and 29 other members of a research team I was a part of have died in the line of work, due to the Saiyan invasion.” Katsu pressed a button on the podium he was standing behind, and the blank wall behind him was switched to a collage picture of 31 different people, all obviously scientists of one brand or another, and their names just below their portraits. The looks on people's faces around the room as they looked at the people, at the names, would give a huge clue that these were respected, even important, people to this gathering. After waiting for what he had just said to sink in, that the people on that list were all dead, he continued.
“Unfortunately. Due to the contract I'm under with the Blue Banner Army, I'm unable to tell you what the project was, I'm probably going to get reprimanded just for telling this much, but I felt that the Scientific Community, that all of you, knew. I'm sorry to be the bearer of this kind of news, but the we've lost some of the Greats, and some of those who would have been Great. Because of the Saiyans.” Katsu stepped out from behind the podium and moved to the front of the stage, looking out at the people, his voice still strong.
“However. Let me be clear. I am not advocating to fall into despair, or to cultivate a hatred against the Saiyans. I want you to instead look towards the future, like these fine scientists had in their lives. Remember why we are scientists, researchers, and scholars. Remember that it is our duty to take humanity forward. I want all of you to think of these scholars, these people that we all looked up to or felt in our hearts were going to go far. I want you to think of them and know that in the last minutes of their lives, they did not wail against their impending mortality, or beg for mercy from the invading Saiyans. No, the last moments of their life was spent compiling data, creating backups, and attempting to save the fruits of our labor. They died trying to preserve as much knowledge as they could, because they knew that Knowledge is precious. That Knowledge is Sacred!
“So please. For their sake, and yours, and mine. Please do not cling so tightly to the past that you cannot look to the future. Do not let emotion cloud your judgment so that you cannot see the logic before you. Continue your great works, carry humanity forward, for it is a duty worth dying for, as my fellow teammates understood in their final moments...
“Thank you for your time. Please, carry on...” Katsu handed the microphone off to the aide that he had spoken to earlier, and approached Otto amidst the applause, “Think I did good with that one?”
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Post by Otto on Jan 6, 2016 1:39:52 GMT
Otto clenched his fist as he heard Katsu speaking of the saiyan's. He had never had much love for the bunch, and the fact that the stupid monkey's couldn't be content in their own sector of the galaxy and were intent on reducing others to their level of barbarianism really hit home with him. It was a shame that he would have to eliminate this fellow now. By a stroke of luck the young doctor approached him and asked how he had done with his speech. The saiyan pirates he had grown up with had no respect for the ship they lived on, and he spent a lot of time fixing the messes they made. Sometimes the damages they would cause would be so critical that the ship was in danger of losing power, and the arcosian lord would keep him and the other engineers up for days on end to ensure that the old rust bucket didn't fall apart.
"Oh it was excellent, I know a lot of people have been hit hard by the invasion, I wasn't aware how many great minds died in the attacks," Otto said, even speaking honestly. Knowledge was his passion too, after all.
"Say, I heard someone was looking for you upstairs. Not sure who it was though," Otto said with a hint of sadness in his voice. He was trying to lure the doctor away from the crowds so that he could put an end to his life, but he didn't get any warm fuzzy feelings about it.
Otto eyed the doctor behind his mask, a frown on his face concealed beneath it. Things would be over soon, or so he thought.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2016 8:57:53 GMT
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Katsu gave a nod to Otto's reply to his question, answering him despite Otto not really giving him a question, “Yeah, it's a shame. Some of them were really going to be leaders of the science community.
“Oh, someone upstairs? Probably another Bio-engineer wanting to swap info. Excellent! Best not keep them waiting, pardon me.” Katsu gave a nod of thanks to Otto before bolting away at an almost alarming speed!
The distance from the stairwell to the stage was nearly twenty meters, with dozens of people in the way, but Katsu crossed that space in a literal second while effortlessly slipping between the crowd, the only noise he was making was from his labcoat brushing against the ground behind him. Most people didn't even notice he had moved, and those that did were appropriately surprised at his speed.
Katsu's speed probably made Otto feel a little ambivalent. On one side, Katsu's speed really narrowed the chance that Otto's target was anyone else. After all, the price tag on that bounty was hefty right? It'd be expected the target wasn't a pushover. Yet, that kind of speed meant Katsu was going to be a rather interesting chase as well. Otto might have to step up his game just a little.
Either way Katsu had made it to the stairwell, and perhaps even more alarming to Otto is that the manual door opened on its own as Katsu approached, waited for him to move through, and then firmly shut behind him. Perhaps Katsu had some weird powers to?
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Post by Otto on Jan 6, 2016 23:20:54 GMT
As the doctor fell for the ruse and started making his way through the crowd swiftly, Otto found himself in an obstacle course of other humans. The doctor was able to push through the crowd rather easily, but Otto would have a difficult time catching up with him unless he wanted to make a scene pushing through the wall of people in front of him. He trekked slowly through the crowd.
"Watch it!" a young man in a button up shirt yelled.
"Hey, look out mister!" a young child wearing a strange metal helmet on top of his head called out.
"Ouch, my foot!" A woman cried.
"So sorry!" Otto replied throwing his hands up, with swarms of people moving around his every side now. He was only halfway through the crowd and the doctor had opened the door. Otto watched, he hadn't remembered the door being automatic when he had went upstairs earlier. Maybe he had just missed a handicap button on the side. He continued to wade through the crowd carefully, trying to avoid hurting anyone with his clunky power suit. It must have taken him about four minutes to make it from one side of the room to the other, and the doctor was probably up the stairs by now.
He stopped for a moment as he came to the doorway, noticing that there were indeed no buttons that would make the door open on its own. He scratched at his head for a moment, but he didn't have time to think it over. He burst through the door and began rushing up the stairs. He could only hope that the scientist would still be up there looking for the fabricated colleague when he arrived. He came up to the door to the third floor again, holding his breath as he slowly began twisting the handle.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2016 3:23:09 GMT
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Ironically, there were actually people who had been looking for Katsu during his short trip down to the first floor, and when Otto would open the door to the third floor he would find Katsu nearby talking to said people, exchanging information with them so they could help each other at some point in the future. It wouldn't take long for him to burn through all the data exchanges, and with a two-fingered salute like the one he gave Otto before he took his leave from the other scientists, heading back towards Otto.
“Hey thanks again for being the messenger there, man. I was just about to break for lunch. I know this quiet little deli that makes the best subs. Better than the stuff they're serving here anyway. Why don't you come join me, I'll treat you in return for telling me about how you made that Mechsuit.
“...Deal?” It appeared that Katsu had little inkling of Otto's purpose towards him, and instead was treating Otto like one of his fellow scientists, someone to talk to and exchange info with. Katsu would already start heading out, this time heading up towards the roof. If Katsu made it that far unmolested Katsu would head out onto the roof, pointing out a building a few blocks away to Otto. “I bet that mechsuit of yours has some powerful legs. Wanna hop our way over to the Deli, definitely faster than the sidewalk. 'Kay? Go!”
With his last word Katsu burst into action, leaping high up into the air, before he hit the top of the building next to the one Otto was still on, rolling once Parkour style before he began jogging forward, leading the way to the Deli. Would Otto take this chance to take out his target, or would he be tempted by free food and getting a chance to show off his mechsuit to someone who was interested?
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Post by Otto on Jan 7, 2016 14:12:20 GMT
Otto continued to frown inside of his mask, but nodded enthusiastically as Katsu spoke. The more the scientist interacted with him the less that he wanted to kill him. He would have to remember not to have conversations with his targets in the future, it made things so much harder. Now the guy was offering him a free hoagie, and a chance to brag about his engineering genius too. For a moment he glanced down at his arm cannon, contemplating. His stomach grumbled a bit and a bit of slobber ran down the right side of his mouth... I mean he could probably afford his own sandwich, but he'd have to bag and tag the body first and get a confirmation on his scouter to show the collections office. The appeal of the "right now" sandwich was very real. He had followed him up to the roof, it would be the perfect place to shoot... but then the guy took off excitedly, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. Otto shrugged and decided that the bloodshed could wait awhile, he convinced himself he was "scouting" the target out.
Despite having a jetpack, the scientist also thought that Otto's suit would be great for jumping, and he felt the need to confirm it. His style of moving from rooftop to rooftop was not near as fancy, just simple elongated jumps boosted by the machine that encased him. Still, Otto could feel adrenaline rushing through him and his hand underneath the cannon arm firmly grasped above the trigger to his jet pack, ready to pull at the first sign of a failed jump.
"I wasn't expecting i'd be doing something like this in my lifetime! But you bio-science boys must get the real thrills if the stuff you cook up can let you do this without a machine!" Otto yelled over the blowing wind from jump to jump through the city. He was able to keep up just fine with Katsu, and he was even having a little bit of... fun.
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Katsu would give a quick laugh and reply to Otto's comment, “Hah! If you think my abilities are over the top you should see someone like Vi Poi or the Saiyan Queen in action! I'm not even on the radar of people like that... not yet anyway...”
It of course wouldn't take them very long with their rooftop path to reach the deli. The buildings leading up to the Deli itself were only two and three stories tall, so it was only a one story drop from them onto the Deli itself, and then another small hop down to street level. Katsu laughed a bit more as he took great lungfuls of air, whatever his power level Katsu still wasn't used to such strenuous exercise. It was definitely fun though, Katsu could understand those people who were professional Parkourists despite the danger of moving around a city like that.
Once Katsu had caught his breath he'd head inside and walk right up to the deli counter, quickly ordering his usual, “The Club, add bacon, pepper jack cheese. Yes please toast it, then for the rest... lettuce, tomato, light on the onion, then chipotle and ranch. Oh, and the guy behind me is with me. Yeah just put it on my tab.” Katsu then moved to the side to wait for his sandwich, grabbing a drink from the machines, choosing some Dr. Pepper before going to sit down. When his sandwich was done Katsu didn't get up but just clapped his hands together and made a motion for the sandwich maker to throw it, “Toss it, I got it.” Indeed, however good or bad the throw was it would just seem to sail right into Katsu's hands effortlessly.
Katsu would begin eating his sandwich after Otto would sit down next to him, but after the first three bites Katsu would place it down, wiping his chin with a napkin, and then, “So. What's your name then, and why are you targeting me?”
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Post by Otto on Jan 9, 2016 12:12:00 GMT
Otto nodded as Katsu mentioned how much more gifted those that had made headlines during the invasion were than himself.
“I can imagine, I’ve heard tales of how powerful those energy sensitive types can be. But Vi Poi is a good sign that man can out engineer those primitive neanderthals. I can’t believe they spared her though… but I get it, i’ve got a thing for saiyan women myself,” Otto replied, recalling one of his prized possessions when he was aboard a ship of space pirates, an intergalactic swimsuit magazine that he had managed to swipe from another crew mate.
Otto’s finger twitched on the trigger a few times as he paced behind the doctor. His heart raced a little as they were drawing nearer to their destination.
“Think of the hoagie, man!” Otto thought to himself, relenting his finger away from it. It wouldn’t matter if he took a few minutes to eat a meal with his victim. It wasn’t anything personal anyways! A few moments later he found his arm cannon aiming at Katsu again, it would be so easy…
“The hoagie!” his mind yelled at him again. Then he noticed that the rush had stopped, and they were standing outside of a deli. When the pair walked inside, he was stoked that there was no line, given how busy it was in town today. He was practically slobbering all over himself in his power suit, having to wipe his mouth discreetly as soon as he lifted the helmet to reveal his very human face. He had fallen in love with the food on earth in his short time of being here, it beat the hell out of the strange stuff he had to live off of on the arcosian pirate ship.
“Oh boy! Are you sure this is on you? Well if you insist! I would like a Satan cheese steak footlong with provolone… double hot sauce… and that is it!” Otto said cheerily. He hadn’t grown up with a mother, and vegetables were icky…
“Toasted?” the dreary looking teenage employee asked.
“Of course I want it toasted, is that even a question!?” Otto asked. It wasn’t really rhetorical, he legitimately couldn’t imagine a sandwich that wasn’t toasted to perfection. Perhaps if he actually went to the grocery store he might learn the harsh reality of cold turkey.
Otto’s drink choice was somewhat peculiar. A mix of rootbeer and sprite, with a bit of cola added in as well. He didn’t grab napkins as he made his way towards the table to sit with his new friend...er… target.
Otto sat down and began shoveling the sandwich down his throat, hot sauce splattering all over the sides of his lips. When Katsu popped the question, Otto held for his throat, choking a bit on his food. He quickly snatched one of Katsu’s napkins and spat a piece of the sandwich onto it, balling it up quickly.
“Wha! Targeting you? Naw!” Otto said scratching his head. “Does the name Richard Spitz sound like someone who would be out targeting people? You’ve got me all wrong!”
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Amused by Otto's antics, Katsu got in another couple bites of his own sandwich as Otto had to deal with almost choking to death on his sandwich. When Otto gave the name “Richard Spitz” Katsu gave a little half-grin, pulling out his personal datapad and beginning a certain search. He set the datapad aside and started to tear Otto's lies apart...
”Oh come now, don't give me that. I'm not an expert in robotics or machinery, but I know enough to recognize a machine of war when I see one. That mechsuit of yours has no external plating, no maker's mark, and a pure utilitarian design. It wasn't bought or stolen from another, you built it yourself. You didn't build that thing to take to a Science Expo either, you built that thing to fight; it's nothing but a weapon.” Katsu rose his hands and shook his head for just a moment, perhaps amused at the concept of Otto trying to enter his suit at the Science Expo.
“By the way you wolf down your food I'd take you as someone a little strapped for cash. Combined with your suit's design I'd say you probably do some mercenary work whenever money gets tight. It's very lucrative for a lot less effort than most jobs, right? Not to mention once you found me at the Science Expo you stuck with me pretty much like glue. I talked with some of the scientists up on the third floor, none of them had asked anyone to come down and fetch me.”
Katsu pointed at Otto's right arm, where his pulse cannon and missile launcher were stored, “Let's not forget how many times you pointed that thing at me on the way over here. It's pretty hard to concentrate on a job when you're hungry, or maybe you just didn't want to shoot me in the back after I offered to feed you, I'm not sure which...” Katsu grinned as he took another bite of his sandwich, picking the datapad. Katsu swallowed his food before pointing the datapad screen in Otto's direction, “Oh hey. It says here that a Richard Spitz, or any spelling variation thereof, was never invited or even known to the Committee responsible for this latest Science Expo. I bet if I went through their archives that a Richard Spitz wouldn't show up in any of their guest lists either...So...
“I ask again. Who are you... and why target me?” Katsu gave another smile as he put the datapad back down, taking a big gulp from his Dr Pepper as he awaited Otto's reply. Well, that was what you had to expect when dealing with scientists! They were for the most part a crafty bunch after all...
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Post by Otto on Jan 11, 2016 1:39:46 GMT
Otto's eyes widened as the scientist had more or less figured out Otto's intent and even some more private things about Otto, such as his zeni problems. He nodded at the scientist as if he were agreeing with him that things didn't really add up here.
"Well, I guess I should have expected as much from a scientist," Otto replied, sneaking in a quick bite of his sandwich after speaking, followed by a sip. He seemed to be calm, but he eyed Katsu like a snake. "I guess there is no harm in telling you that someone posted a bounty on your head, it is nothing personal of course,"
With that, Otto flipped the table towards Katsu. It was bolted into the ground, but it was nowhere near strong enough to stop the enhanced strength of his power suit from effortlessly lifting it hastily. As the table was falling he grabbed for what remained of his sandwich, grasping it into his hand. He began firing a small barrage of weak beams out of the upper barrel of his arm cannon towards the doctor. He had hoped that the table would help to pin the doctor to his seat for a moment or at least startle him.
The inhabitants of the sandwich joint began to scream and panic. Things had gone from zero to one hundred... real quick.
Just some no tech shots @ @katsu
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