Sandbox Ragnarok: Phase Two
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Bardock crossed his arms "Then again 4 saiyans against these things are too much of a match for these things."
Torah shrugged "I can't help but think that was too easy too."
@Crow @Raynar Saassin @dark @Siege
Siege
One Part Saiyan, One Part Demon
"A nice place." Siege said as he looked around.
@Lucky
"Does... that mean something's off?" Mash asked.
@Raynar Saassin @dark @Crow
Ragnarok Mission: Present from the Past
Part One: A New Lead
Life on Ash didn't stop. No matter what else happened within the Multiverse, Ash continued on, needing aid from the brave people who volunteered to fight against The Order and whatever other evils targeted the planet. People came and went, and one person who arrived had made her presence known in a very short amount of time. Quite literally, an eight foot tall woman with voluminous red hair decked out in vibrant jewels and colors stood out very easily, but Gerudo Champion Urbosa had a striking personality to match. She never really stayed in one place, either; helping out on the front, or in the hospital, there was always something for her to do. And it made sense, considering she had led an entire nation of warrior women before coming here.
At this current day, Urbosa had gone to the hospital, and was working on helping a certain patient. From how things were sounding, she was not happy.
"You're really going to tell me that in the entire history of this planet, not a single person has gone by the name St. Claire? I find that hard to believe."
The clerk on hand pulled at his collar, unsure of how to respond. "U-um, Miss Urbosa, ma'am...we looked on the day she was admitted. No family, no records...nothing. It's as if she appeared out of thin air!"
"There has to be something you can give me. This poor vai has been all alone ever since those two voe attending her took their leave." One of them, a Coalition man, had returned to Ash briefly to start research, but left shortly after, while his companion she hadn't seen for a while. From what she gathered, they had been pulled into some sort of incident similar to the one on Ash years ago-minus the ritualistic killings and explosions, fortunately. "Geneva deserves better than to spend the rest of her life in some hospital, and as much as I hate to say it, we need the space for others who have been injured."
"W-well, uh...maybe this will help." The clerk rushed into a room, and returned with a small box, offering it to Urbosa. "These are the items Geneva had with her the night she turned up in Charon. We've been holding onto them in case she wanted them, but..."
"...she can never remember to pick them up, can she?" Urbosa sighed, taking the box. "Well, any little thing helps." With that, Urbosa took her leave. All around her were the ill and injured, crammed into whatever space they could fit in. Doctors and healers worked endlessly to help, but there was still so much to do...hopefully by helping Geneva, a new room could open up. As important as it was to keep the poor girl off the streets while she suffered from memory loss, she couldn't stay here forever.
"Geneva?" She knocked on the door.
"Huh? Oh, come in." The patient sat on her bed, looking out her window. As Urbosa entered, she turned and smiled. "Oh, hello, Urbosa! How have you been today?"
Oh good, she remembered her. Urbosa smiled. "Fine enough, dear. Remind me, when was the last time I came by?"
Geneva giggled. "And they say I'm the one with memory issues...Yesterday, of course! I've been waiting to see you since then!"
Actually, Urbosa had stopped by half an hour ago. So Geneva must have forgotten that little tidbit. But Urbosa wouldn't bring it up. Instead, she sat down next to Geneva, handing her the box. "I found some of your possessions," she told the girl. "Maybe one of them will jump-start your memory?"
Geneva gasped, opening it up. "Oh thank you! I've been meaning to get these, but uh...you know." Inside, there was some money, as well as something in a navy blue pouch tied to gold string. Geneva picked it up, and opened it, letting the contents fall into her open palm.
"Is that...made from a butterfly wing?" What an unusual stone... "Did you have an interest in bugs, Geneva?...Geneva?"
Geneva wasn't listening. She she held the stone in her hand, running her thumb slowly up and down it. On her face was a look of shock, as if she had...remembered something? Urbosa hoped so. She quietly waited, until Geneva snapped back to reality, turning to Urbosa. "Vivaldi."
"...what?"
"Vivaldi! I don't know, I just remembered that word. I think it might have to do with who I was before I got here!" She got up, starting out the door. "I've gotta hunt it down!"
"Hold on there!" Urbosa grabbed Geneva by the arm, stopping her. "You are not doing this alone. Not with that memory."
"But...won't you help me, Urbosa?"
"Are you kidding? Of course! Now, let's find this...Vivaldi."
---
As it turned out, finding Vivaldi was not going to be easy. The only record of anyone with that name was someone from the Upper City, which wasn't exactly the most welcoming place for those below. If this was going to go right, they would need a few helping hands. So, Urbosa put up flyers around Charon, calling for anyone looking for a quick and well-paying job (out of Urbosa's own pocket, of course). One week later, Urbosa and Geneva were seated at the Cog-and-Sword bar, preparing to start their meeting. If you were looking for a quick job with a nice reward, this was the perfect place to get it. Just be warned...it may not be as easy as advertised.
(This mission is now open to join! You can join in at any time, really, though if you join in at a later point, you'd need a certain way to be introduced that I can help with. I'll get things started once a couple people post.)
Part One: A New Lead
At this current day, Urbosa had gone to the hospital, and was working on helping a certain patient. From how things were sounding, she was not happy.
"You're really going to tell me that in the entire history of this planet, not a single person has gone by the name St. Claire? I find that hard to believe."
The clerk on hand pulled at his collar, unsure of how to respond. "U-um, Miss Urbosa, ma'am...we looked on the day she was admitted. No family, no records...nothing. It's as if she appeared out of thin air!"
"There has to be something you can give me. This poor vai has been all alone ever since those two voe attending her took their leave." One of them, a Coalition man, had returned to Ash briefly to start research, but left shortly after, while his companion she hadn't seen for a while. From what she gathered, they had been pulled into some sort of incident similar to the one on Ash years ago-minus the ritualistic killings and explosions, fortunately. "Geneva deserves better than to spend the rest of her life in some hospital, and as much as I hate to say it, we need the space for others who have been injured."
"W-well, uh...maybe this will help." The clerk rushed into a room, and returned with a small box, offering it to Urbosa. "These are the items Geneva had with her the night she turned up in Charon. We've been holding onto them in case she wanted them, but..."
"...she can never remember to pick them up, can she?" Urbosa sighed, taking the box. "Well, any little thing helps." With that, Urbosa took her leave. All around her were the ill and injured, crammed into whatever space they could fit in. Doctors and healers worked endlessly to help, but there was still so much to do...hopefully by helping Geneva, a new room could open up. As important as it was to keep the poor girl off the streets while she suffered from memory loss, she couldn't stay here forever.
"Geneva?" She knocked on the door.
"Huh? Oh, come in." The patient sat on her bed, looking out her window. As Urbosa entered, she turned and smiled. "Oh, hello, Urbosa! How have you been today?"
Oh good, she remembered her. Urbosa smiled. "Fine enough, dear. Remind me, when was the last time I came by?"
Geneva giggled. "And they say I'm the one with memory issues...Yesterday, of course! I've been waiting to see you since then!"
Actually, Urbosa had stopped by half an hour ago. So Geneva must have forgotten that little tidbit. But Urbosa wouldn't bring it up. Instead, she sat down next to Geneva, handing her the box. "I found some of your possessions," she told the girl. "Maybe one of them will jump-start your memory?"
Geneva gasped, opening it up. "Oh thank you! I've been meaning to get these, but uh...you know." Inside, there was some money, as well as something in a navy blue pouch tied to gold string. Geneva picked it up, and opened it, letting the contents fall into her open palm.
"Is that...made from a butterfly wing?" What an unusual stone... "Did you have an interest in bugs, Geneva?...Geneva?"
Geneva wasn't listening. She she held the stone in her hand, running her thumb slowly up and down it. On her face was a look of shock, as if she had...remembered something? Urbosa hoped so. She quietly waited, until Geneva snapped back to reality, turning to Urbosa. "Vivaldi."
"...what?"
"Vivaldi! I don't know, I just remembered that word. I think it might have to do with who I was before I got here!" She got up, starting out the door. "I've gotta hunt it down!"
"Hold on there!" Urbosa grabbed Geneva by the arm, stopping her. "You are not doing this alone. Not with that memory."
"But...won't you help me, Urbosa?"
"Are you kidding? Of course! Now, let's find this...Vivaldi."
---
As it turned out, finding Vivaldi was not going to be easy. The only record of anyone with that name was someone from the Upper City, which wasn't exactly the most welcoming place for those below. If this was going to go right, they would need a few helping hands. So, Urbosa put up flyers around Charon, calling for anyone looking for a quick and well-paying job (out of Urbosa's own pocket, of course). One week later, Urbosa and Geneva were seated at the Cog-and-Sword bar, preparing to start their meeting. If you were looking for a quick job with a nice reward, this was the perfect place to get it. Just be warned...it may not be as easy as advertised.
(This mission is now open to join! You can join in at any time, really, though if you join in at a later point, you'd need a certain way to be introduced that I can help with. I'll get things started once a couple people post.)
dark
Active Member
Ragnarok Mission: Present from the Past
Part One: A New Lead
Life on Ash didn't stop. No matter what else happened within the Multiverse, Ash continued on, needing aid from the brave people who volunteered to fight against The Order and whatever other evils targeted the planet. People came and went, and one person who arrived had made her presence known in a very short amount of time. Quite literally, an eight foot tall woman with voluminous red hair decked out in vibrant jewels and colors stood out very easily, but Gerudo Champion Urbosa had a striking personality to match. She never really stayed in one place, either; helping out on the front, or in the hospital, there was always something for her to do. And it made sense, considering she had led an entire nation of warrior women before coming here.
At this current day, Urbosa had gone to the hospital, and was working on helping a certain patient. From how things were sounding, she was not happy.
"You're really going to tell me that in the entire history of this planet, not a single person has gone by the name St. Claire? I find that hard to believe."
The clerk on hand pulled at his collar, unsure of how to respond. "U-um, Miss Urbosa, ma'am...we looked on the day she was admitted. No family, no records...nothing. It's as if she appeared out of thin air!"
"There has to be something you can give me. This poor vai has been all alone ever since those two voe attending her took their leave." One of them, a Coalition man, had returned to Ash briefly to start research, but left shortly after, while his companion she hadn't seen for a while. From what she gathered, they had been pulled into some sort of incident similar to the one on Ash years ago-minus the ritualistic killings and explosions, fortunately. "Geneva deserves better than to spend the rest of her life in some hospital, and as much as I hate to say it, we need the space for others who have been injured."
"W-well, uh...maybe this will help." The clerk rushed into a room, and returned with a small box, offering it to Urbosa. "These are the items Geneva had with her the night she turned up in Charon. We've been holding onto them in case she wanted them, but..."
"...she can never remember to pick them up, can she?" Urbosa sighed, taking the box. "Well, any little thing helps." With that, Urbosa took her leave. All around her were the ill and injured, crammed into whatever space they could fit in. Doctors and healers worked endlessly to help, but there was still so much to do...hopefully by helping Geneva, a new room could open up. As important as it was to keep the poor girl off the streets while she suffered from memory loss, she couldn't stay here forever.
"Geneva?" She knocked on the door.
"Huh? Oh, come in." The patient sat on her bed, looking out her window. As Urbosa entered, she turned and smiled. "Oh, hello, Urbosa! How have you been today?"
Oh good, she remembered her. Urbosa smiled. "Fine enough, dear. Remind me, when was the last time I came by?"
Geneva giggled. "And they say I'm the one with memory issues...Yesterday, of course! I've been waiting to see you since then!"
Actually, Urbosa had stopped by half an hour ago. So Geneva must have forgotten that little tidbit. But Urbosa wouldn't bring it up. Instead, she sat down next to Geneva, handing her the box. "I found some of your possessions," she told the girl. "Maybe one of them will jump-start your memory?"
Geneva gasped, opening it up. "Oh thank you! I've been meaning to get these, but uh...you know." Inside, there was some money, as well as something in a navy blue pouch tied to gold string. Geneva picked it up, and opened it, letting the contents fall into her open palm.
"Is that...made from a butterfly wing?" What an unusual stone... "Did you have an interest in bugs, Geneva?...Geneva?"
Geneva wasn't listening. She she held the stone in her hand, running her thumb slowly up and down it. On her face was a look of shock, as if she had...remembered something? Urbosa hoped so. She quietly waited, until Geneva snapped back to reality, turning to Urbosa. "Vivaldi."
"...what?"
"Vivaldi! I don't know, I just remembered that word. I think it might have to do with who I was before I got here!" She got up, starting out the door. "I've gotta hunt it down!"
"Hold on there!" Urbosa grabbed Geneva by the arm, stopping her. "You are not doing this alone. Not with that memory."
"But...won't you help me, Urbosa?"
"Are you kidding? Of course! Now, let's find this...Vivaldi."
---
As it turned out, finding Vivaldi was not going to be easy. The only record of anyone with that name was someone from the Upper City, which wasn't exactly the most welcoming place for those below. If this was going to go right, they would need a few helping hands. So, Urbosa put up flyers around Charon, calling for anyone looking for a quick and well-paying job (out of Urbosa's own pocket, of course). One week later, Urbosa and Geneva were seated at the Cog-and-Sword bar, preparing to start their meeting. If you were looking for a quick job with a nice reward, this was the perfect place to get it. Just be warned...it may not be as easy as advertised.
(This mission is now open to join! You can join in at any time, really, though if you join in at a later point, you'd need a certain way to be introduced that I can help with. I'll get things started once a couple people post.)
Luger found herself at the local bar or so the sign told. The Cog-and-Sword. She walked in, less stealthware on than usual.
She was instructed to find Urbosa and Geneva, complete with pictures and everything she needed to know. She preferred instructions a little more digital but whatever worked at the time.
She eyed the bar looking for the two but once she found the same people, she stopped and looked up.
"I presume you are the folks I'm looking for, am I right?"
@Yun Lee @Anyone else
Takumi
Member of the Yato Club
Ragnarok Mission: Present from the Past
Part One: A New Lead
Life on Ash didn't stop. No matter what else happened within the Multiverse, Ash continued on, needing aid from the brave people who volunteered to fight against The Order and whatever other evils targeted the planet. People came and went, and one person who arrived had made her presence known in a very short amount of time. Quite literally, an eight foot tall woman with voluminous red hair decked out in vibrant jewels and colors stood out very easily, but Gerudo Champion Urbosa had a striking personality to match. She never really stayed in one place, either; helping out on the front, or in the hospital, there was always something for her to do. And it made sense, considering she had led an entire nation of warrior women before coming here.
At this current day, Urbosa had gone to the hospital, and was working on helping a certain patient. From how things were sounding, she was not happy.
"You're really going to tell me that in the entire history of this planet, not a single person has gone by the name St. Claire? I find that hard to believe."
The clerk on hand pulled at his collar, unsure of how to respond. "U-um, Miss Urbosa, ma'am...we looked on the day she was admitted. No family, no records...nothing. It's as if she appeared out of thin air!"
"There has to be something you can give me. This poor vai has been all alone ever since those two voe attending her took their leave." One of them, a Coalition man, had returned to Ash briefly to start research, but left shortly after, while his companion she hadn't seen for a while. From what she gathered, they had been pulled into some sort of incident similar to the one on Ash years ago-minus the ritualistic killings and explosions, fortunately. "Geneva deserves better than to spend the rest of her life in some hospital, and as much as I hate to say it, we need the space for others who have been injured."
"W-well, uh...maybe this will help." The clerk rushed into a room, and returned with a small box, offering it to Urbosa. "These are the items Geneva had with her the night she turned up in Charon. We've been holding onto them in case she wanted them, but..."
"...she can never remember to pick them up, can she?" Urbosa sighed, taking the box. "Well, any little thing helps." With that, Urbosa took her leave. All around her were the ill and injured, crammed into whatever space they could fit in. Doctors and healers worked endlessly to help, but there was still so much to do...hopefully by helping Geneva, a new room could open up. As important as it was to keep the poor girl off the streets while she suffered from memory loss, she couldn't stay here forever.
"Geneva?" She knocked on the door.
"Huh? Oh, come in." The patient sat on her bed, looking out her window. As Urbosa entered, she turned and smiled. "Oh, hello, Urbosa! How have you been today?"
Oh good, she remembered her. Urbosa smiled. "Fine enough, dear. Remind me, when was the last time I came by?"
Geneva giggled. "And they say I'm the one with memory issues...Yesterday, of course! I've been waiting to see you since then!"
Actually, Urbosa had stopped by half an hour ago. So Geneva must have forgotten that little tidbit. But Urbosa wouldn't bring it up. Instead, she sat down next to Geneva, handing her the box. "I found some of your possessions," she told the girl. "Maybe one of them will jump-start your memory?"
Geneva gasped, opening it up. "Oh thank you! I've been meaning to get these, but uh...you know." Inside, there was some money, as well as something in a navy blue pouch tied to gold string. Geneva picked it up, and opened it, letting the contents fall into her open palm.
"Is that...made from a butterfly wing?" What an unusual stone... "Did you have an interest in bugs, Geneva?...Geneva?"
Geneva wasn't listening. She she held the stone in her hand, running her thumb slowly up and down it. On her face was a look of shock, as if she had...remembered something? Urbosa hoped so. She quietly waited, until Geneva snapped back to reality, turning to Urbosa. "Vivaldi."
"...what?"
"Vivaldi! I don't know, I just remembered that word. I think it might have to do with who I was before I got here!" She got up, starting out the door. "I've gotta hunt it down!"
"Hold on there!" Urbosa grabbed Geneva by the arm, stopping her. "You are not doing this alone. Not with that memory."
"But...won't you help me, Urbosa?"
"Are you kidding? Of course! Now, let's find this...Vivaldi."
---
As it turned out, finding Vivaldi was not going to be easy. The only record of anyone with that name was someone from the Upper City, which wasn't exactly the most welcoming place for those below. If this was going to go right, they would need a few helping hands. So, Urbosa put up flyers around Charon, calling for anyone looking for a quick and well-paying job (out of Urbosa's own pocket, of course). One week later, Urbosa and Geneva were seated at the Cog-and-Sword bar, preparing to start their meeting. If you were looking for a quick job with a nice reward, this was the perfect place to get it. Just be warned...it may not be as easy as advertised.
(This mission is now open to join! You can join in at any time, really, though if you join in at a later point, you'd need a certain way to be introduced that I can help with. I'll get things started once a couple people post.)
Walking into the Cog-and-Sword, after seeing a flyer posted about a job, and being in need of a little cash after returning was a blonde whi quickly scanned the room before they landed on the two redheads, before locking onto one in particular. He would approach the two as well as Luger. He wondered if Geneva would remember him at all? Time had passed rather differently back home, almost a year having passed. Lindel was glad to see her though.
"So you're the one who posted those flyers, hm?" he spoke.
@Yun Lee @dark
Siege
One Part Saiyan, One Part Demon
Ragnarok Mission: Present from the Past
Part One: A New Lead
Life on Ash didn't stop. No matter what else happened within the Multiverse, Ash continued on, needing aid from the brave people who volunteered to fight against The Order and whatever other evils targeted the planet. People came and went, and one person who arrived had made her presence known in a very short amount of time. Quite literally, an eight foot tall woman with voluminous red hair decked out in vibrant jewels and colors stood out very easily, but Gerudo Champion Urbosa had a striking personality to match. She never really stayed in one place, either; helping out on the front, or in the hospital, there was always something for her to do. And it made sense, considering she had led an entire nation of warrior women before coming here.
At this current day, Urbosa had gone to the hospital, and was working on helping a certain patient. From how things were sounding, she was not happy.
"You're really going to tell me that in the entire history of this planet, not a single person has gone by the name St. Claire? I find that hard to believe."
The clerk on hand pulled at his collar, unsure of how to respond. "U-um, Miss Urbosa, ma'am...we looked on the day she was admitted. No family, no records...nothing. It's as if she appeared out of thin air!"
"There has to be something you can give me. This poor vai has been all alone ever since those two voe attending her took their leave." One of them, a Coalition man, had returned to Ash briefly to start research, but left shortly after, while his companion she hadn't seen for a while. From what she gathered, they had been pulled into some sort of incident similar to the one on Ash years ago-minus the ritualistic killings and explosions, fortunately. "Geneva deserves better than to spend the rest of her life in some hospital, and as much as I hate to say it, we need the space for others who have been injured."
"W-well, uh...maybe this will help." The clerk rushed into a room, and returned with a small box, offering it to Urbosa. "These are the items Geneva had with her the night she turned up in Charon. We've been holding onto them in case she wanted them, but..."
"...she can never remember to pick them up, can she?" Urbosa sighed, taking the box. "Well, any little thing helps." With that, Urbosa took her leave. All around her were the ill and injured, crammed into whatever space they could fit in. Doctors and healers worked endlessly to help, but there was still so much to do...hopefully by helping Geneva, a new room could open up. As important as it was to keep the poor girl off the streets while she suffered from memory loss, she couldn't stay here forever.
"Geneva?" She knocked on the door.
"Huh? Oh, come in." The patient sat on her bed, looking out her window. As Urbosa entered, she turned and smiled. "Oh, hello, Urbosa! How have you been today?"
Oh good, she remembered her. Urbosa smiled. "Fine enough, dear. Remind me, when was the last time I came by?"
Geneva giggled. "And they say I'm the one with memory issues...Yesterday, of course! I've been waiting to see you since then!"
Actually, Urbosa had stopped by half an hour ago. So Geneva must have forgotten that little tidbit. But Urbosa wouldn't bring it up. Instead, she sat down next to Geneva, handing her the box. "I found some of your possessions," she told the girl. "Maybe one of them will jump-start your memory?"
Geneva gasped, opening it up. "Oh thank you! I've been meaning to get these, but uh...you know." Inside, there was some money, as well as something in a navy blue pouch tied to gold string. Geneva picked it up, and opened it, letting the contents fall into her open palm.
"Is that...made from a butterfly wing?" What an unusual stone... "Did you have an interest in bugs, Geneva?...Geneva?"
Geneva wasn't listening. She she held the stone in her hand, running her thumb slowly up and down it. On her face was a look of shock, as if she had...remembered something? Urbosa hoped so. She quietly waited, until Geneva snapped back to reality, turning to Urbosa. "Vivaldi."
"...what?"
"Vivaldi! I don't know, I just remembered that word. I think it might have to do with who I was before I got here!" She got up, starting out the door. "I've gotta hunt it down!"
"Hold on there!" Urbosa grabbed Geneva by the arm, stopping her. "You are not doing this alone. Not with that memory."
"But...won't you help me, Urbosa?"
"Are you kidding? Of course! Now, let's find this...Vivaldi."
---
As it turned out, finding Vivaldi was not going to be easy. The only record of anyone with that name was someone from the Upper City, which wasn't exactly the most welcoming place for those below. If this was going to go right, they would need a few helping hands. So, Urbosa put up flyers around Charon, calling for anyone looking for a quick and well-paying job (out of Urbosa's own pocket, of course). One week later, Urbosa and Geneva were seated at the Cog-and-Sword bar, preparing to start their meeting. If you were looking for a quick job with a nice reward, this was the perfect place to get it. Just be warned...it may not be as easy as advertised.
(This mission is now open to join! You can join in at any time, really, though if you join in at a later point, you'd need a certain way to be introduced that I can help with. I'll get things started once a couple people post.)
Ryu soon entered the Cog and Sword Bar, having no luck finding a cure for his Satsui no Hado yet. He did need something to drink. As he entered, he took note of the duo sitting at the table in the near distance.
Ragnarok Mission: Present from the Past
Part One: A New Lead
Life on Ash didn't stop. No matter what else happened within the Multiverse, Ash continued on, needing aid from the brave people who volunteered to fight against The Order and whatever other evils targeted the planet. People came and went, and one person who arrived had made her presence known in a very short amount of time. Quite literally, an eight foot tall woman with voluminous red hair decked out in vibrant jewels and colors stood out very easily, but Gerudo Champion Urbosa had a striking personality to match. She never really stayed in one place, either; helping out on the front, or in the hospital, there was always something for her to do. And it made sense, considering she had led an entire nation of warrior women before coming here.
At this current day, Urbosa had gone to the hospital, and was working on helping a certain patient. From how things were sounding, she was not happy.
"You're really going to tell me that in the entire history of this planet, not a single person has gone by the name St. Claire? I find that hard to believe."
The clerk on hand pulled at his collar, unsure of how to respond. "U-um, Miss Urbosa, ma'am...we looked on the day she was admitted. No family, no records...nothing. It's as if she appeared out of thin air!"
"There has to be something you can give me. This poor vai has been all alone ever since those two voe attending her took their leave." One of them, a Coalition man, had returned to Ash briefly to start research, but left shortly after, while his companion she hadn't seen for a while. From what she gathered, they had been pulled into some sort of incident similar to the one on Ash years ago-minus the ritualistic killings and explosions, fortunately. "Geneva deserves better than to spend the rest of her life in some hospital, and as much as I hate to say it, we need the space for others who have been injured."
"W-well, uh...maybe this will help." The clerk rushed into a room, and returned with a small box, offering it to Urbosa. "These are the items Geneva had with her the night she turned up in Charon. We've been holding onto them in case she wanted them, but..."
"...she can never remember to pick them up, can she?" Urbosa sighed, taking the box. "Well, any little thing helps." With that, Urbosa took her leave. All around her were the ill and injured, crammed into whatever space they could fit in. Doctors and healers worked endlessly to help, but there was still so much to do...hopefully by helping Geneva, a new room could open up. As important as it was to keep the poor girl off the streets while she suffered from memory loss, she couldn't stay here forever.
"Geneva?" She knocked on the door.
"Huh? Oh, come in." The patient sat on her bed, looking out her window. As Urbosa entered, she turned and smiled. "Oh, hello, Urbosa! How have you been today?"
Oh good, she remembered her. Urbosa smiled. "Fine enough, dear. Remind me, when was the last time I came by?"
Geneva giggled. "And they say I'm the one with memory issues...Yesterday, of course! I've been waiting to see you since then!"
Actually, Urbosa had stopped by half an hour ago. So Geneva must have forgotten that little tidbit. But Urbosa wouldn't bring it up. Instead, she sat down next to Geneva, handing her the box. "I found some of your possessions," she told the girl. "Maybe one of them will jump-start your memory?"
Geneva gasped, opening it up. "Oh thank you! I've been meaning to get these, but uh...you know." Inside, there was some money, as well as something in a navy blue pouch tied to gold string. Geneva picked it up, and opened it, letting the contents fall into her open palm.
"Is that...made from a butterfly wing?" What an unusual stone... "Did you have an interest in bugs, Geneva?...Geneva?"
Geneva wasn't listening. She she held the stone in her hand, running her thumb slowly up and down it. On her face was a look of shock, as if she had...remembered something? Urbosa hoped so. She quietly waited, until Geneva snapped back to reality, turning to Urbosa. "Vivaldi."
"...what?"
"Vivaldi! I don't know, I just remembered that word. I think it might have to do with who I was before I got here!" She got up, starting out the door. "I've gotta hunt it down!"
"Hold on there!" Urbosa grabbed Geneva by the arm, stopping her. "You are not doing this alone. Not with that memory."
"But...won't you help me, Urbosa?"
"Are you kidding? Of course! Now, let's find this...Vivaldi."
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As it turned out, finding Vivaldi was not going to be easy. The only record of anyone with that name was someone from the Upper City, which wasn't exactly the most welcoming place for those below. If this was going to go right, they would need a few helping hands. So, Urbosa put up flyers around Charon, calling for anyone looking for a quick and well-paying job (out of Urbosa's own pocket, of course). One week later, Urbosa and Geneva were seated at the Cog-and-Sword bar, preparing to start their meeting. If you were looking for a quick job with a nice reward, this was the perfect place to get it. Just be warned...it may not be as easy as advertised.
(This mission is now open to join! You can join in at any time, really, though if you join in at a later point, you'd need a certain way to be introduced that I can help with. I'll get things started once a couple people post.)
Marcus Fenix was browsing through the world of Ash, fending for himself with his trusty Lancer Mark 2 Assault Rifle, killing any creatures that tried to kill him and any kind of people that act like bandits and try to raid his makeshift camps. At this point he was considered a nomad, wondering through towns and taking jobs while making his living travelling the baren world.
That was, however, until he arrived at the City known as Charon which seemed familiar to him. It reminded him of Jacinto somewhat before they sunk it to defeat the Locust, or so they thought. Walking around the town, he spotted some flyers around the walls and grabbed one, taking a look. "Hmm. Sounds like someone here has some work to do. Beats sitting out there fending for myself surrounded by fucking plants and bandits that want my ass." He muttered to himself as he located the Cog-and-Sword bar to find the two that posted the job offer. Eventually he did, and discovered that there were three others there alongside the two that put up the job offer, and approached them.
"So you two put up the job huh? Count me in. I'd be more than happy to have a change of pace instead of just surviving in shitty make-shift camps in a baren wasteland."
@Yun Lee @dark @Takumi @Siege
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One Part Saiyan, One Part Demon
Marcus Fenix was browsing through the world of Ash, fending for himself with his trusty Lancer Mark 2 Assault Rifle, killing any creatures that tried to kill him and any kind of people that act like bandits and try to raid his makeshift camps. At this point he was considered a nomad, wondering through towns and taking jobs while making his living travelling the baren world.
That was, however, until he arrived at the City known as Charon which seemed familiar to him. It reminded him of Jacinto somewhat before they sunk it to defeat the Locust, or so they thought. Walking around the town, he spotted some flyers around the walls and grabbed one, taking a look. "Hmm. Sounds like someone here has some work to do. Beats sitting out there fending for myself surrounded by fucking plants and bandits that want my ass." He muttered to himself as he located the Cog-and-Sword bar to find the two that posted the job offer. Eventually he did, and discovered that there were three others there alongside the two that put up the job offer, and approached them.
"So you two put up the job huh? Count me in. I'd be more than happy to have a change of pace instead of just surviving in shitty make-shift camps in a baren wasteland."
@Yun Lee @dark @Takumi @Siege
Ryu decided to approach the table with the job offer.
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"So you two have a job offer... I'll accept it." Ryu stated. "After all, I've practically got nothing else better to do around here, a job might actually get me what I'm looking for too."
@Yun Lee @Raynar Saassin @Takumi @dark
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