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.)
