The sharp, rhythmic beep of a cardiac monitor pulls Kantorou back from the void. Every breath feels like swallowing broken glass, his ribs binding tight in layers of surgical tape.
Kantorou Mashashiba
Failed again. My body is a wreck, and the ledger... it's gone. If word gets out that I let those suits stomp me in a hospital room, the Asura will have a new Sōchō by morning.
Matoya Kaririba
Don't try to move, Kantorou. You've been out for two days. The doctors say you're lucky to be breathing at all.
Kantorou Mashashiba
Matoya... the hitman. Did he get the bag? Tell me he didn't walk out with it.
Matoya Kaririba
He got it. And he left a calling card on the floor. A scrap of paper with a location marked near the harbor. He wants us to come crawling, Boss.
Kantorou Mashashiba
A trap. He wants me to finish the dance. Fine. I will drag myself to that harbor if I have to, and I will tear his throat out with my own hands.
+ Story Quest Added
Retrieve the duffel bag from the harbor
− Story Quest Removed
Protect the duffel bag
“*Kantorou punches a monitor* Take me home Matoya...”
SUCCESS (Superb Strength, rolled +1)
Kantorou Mashashiba
Get out of the way, Matoya.
Kantorou Mashashiba
This hospital smells like antiseptic and defeat. I am done lying here while my gang waits.
Kantorou Mashashiba winds up, his chain-wrapped knuckles gleaming under the flickering fluorescent light. He drives his fist directly into the heart monitor.
Metal crunches against plastic and circuitry. Sparks shower the floor as the machine dies with a long, distorted, and final electronic moan.
Matoya Kaririba
Kantorou, you are still bleeding. If you walk out now, the stitches will not hold.
Kantorou Mashashiba
Then let it bleed. Take me home, Matoya. We have a debt to collect.
+ Scene Quest Added
Escape the hospital