>>5991241>>5997459Dark clouds pass to reveal the distant moon as you step forward from the shadows.
The Sakura Garden, Starlancer Arcade, and Toshiro's Sushi are all part of the same building, along with some private karaoke rooms and offices in the back halls. Over the walls, you can just see the tops of the pink-blossomed trees that the garden takes its name from.
Your carefully laid preparations have unfolded as planned (they usually do, it's everything else that goes wrong.) Security camera footage has been diverted. Your friend the karaoke star has enraptured a group of yakuza thugs with his singing. Elsewhere another group of thugs lies sickened from an order of improperly prepared fugu. Sites with likely hauls of cash or other useful commodities have been marked and memorized, and useful supplies of medical equipment and ammunition are stashed at covert locations.
The elevated rail tracks rumble with the sound of the city trains. Cars roar on nearby streets. Digital synth music and sound effects blast from the arcade windows. Citizens chatter about stocks and celebrities and fashionable dresses as they walk blithely past, clueless that anything is about to disturb their ordinary night. That won't last, of course. All of them has to do is take a proper look in your direction to see the shotguns and rifles held loosely under coats or in duffel bags, or the sudden proliferation of swords.
Remember. Grab the two informants, get them to the car. That's the important part. Everything else, that's just for fun.
Under the light of the street lamps, you perform your final checks. Ammo loaded. Safeties off. Blades unsheathed. Grips tightened. Fears confronted.
Time to move. Here we go.
Turn 1 begins.