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Peeking into People's Pasts
Mission:  The Six's Sinister Hunt
subtitle: (Sorry, but the festering hellhole known as Tappatalks doesn't support- and deletes - all subtitles from topics.)

Posted by SnowCatCuties
Original roleplay

I'm glad we have something to break up the Wildfall/ Mary Kate stories and this one is quite interesting to read, as well. Although for Snow, the action picks up after the the Finale of the last mission, our last Snow/ Dr piece is that one, the one linked there.

Check out the action and surprises next!


 
The Shack was loud and messy. Chairs had been thrown and bottles smashed. Bodies laid passed out due to either too much alcohol or being knocked out because of the brawl. Some groaning in pain and others trying to get out of the pub. Dr Vince Valour was seeing to the wounded as SnowCatCuties helped the bartender kick the rest of the troublemakers out of the pub while trying to look after her shoulder.

All of a sudden a mysterious man wearing a hooded cloak grabbed Snow and pulled her aside, completely throwing her off.

"You've been hanging around with Vince haven't you?" he asked quickly. His voice was rusty and deep.

"Yeah," Snow replied slowly and confused, looking at the mysterious man and noticing a mark on his wrist, "he helped me with my shoulder."

"What do you do?" Again he was quick with his question as if in a rush, always looking around.

"I'm a bounty hunter," Snow answered, still baffled. She quickly added, "I'm sorry but who are you?"

"Doesn't matter. I saw you in the rain the other night, what's your intentions with Vince?" It seemed like he was growing impatient, he was now watching Vin.

"I, um.…" Snow started but he darted off into the night and disappeared.

"Snow," Vin called, startling her, causing her to literally jump in fright and turn to find him behind her. "Hey you OK? What's up?"

"I, um, yh, what?" Snow looked back to where the figure vanished and back at Vin.

"What's happened?" Vin took hold of her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"I don't know." Still confused. She looked back into Vin's eyes. "I just had some weird guy asking me about…, well, you and I think he's been spying because he was asking about the night you sorted out my shoulder, then he ran off when you came over."

"That is odd." Vin looked in the direction he saw Snow looked before. "What did he look like?"

"He looked… Odd. I didn't get a good look at him as he was wearing a cloak but I saw he had dark brown hair with some grey in it and some bird mark thing…."

"A bird mark?" Vince interrupted.

"Yeah on his wrist."

"Like this one?" Vince lifted his shirt to reveal a mark just above his belt line. A bird with its wings spread and a ring going round it. However, he also showed his toned abs as well which distracted Snow for a moment. "Is it?"

"Oh sorry, yes just like that." Snow moved closer to look at it and ran her fingers around it. It was more of an excuse to touch him though.

"It can't be," Vin muttered, too distracted to realise that Snow was now running her fingers along the lines of his muscles. He lowered his shirt and Snow snapped out of the trance his body had on her. She looked at him to see he looked confused.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"The only people with this mark are men in the Valour family. Where I'm from, when you hit eighteen you go through some challenges and when completed, you get to choose where you wear the mark of the family. It's meant to mean that you earned the right to use the family name." He looked into the distance where the man disappeared.

"So he was family?" Snow asked.

"Well the thing is, the only person I know who has it there was my father but he..…" He looked down, sadness in his face. "He died back at home with my mother. Our town was attacked and I saw my house burn to the ground. Bodies were everywhere and there was only a few who survived. I couldn't stay any longer so I left and dedicated my life to only help save the lives of others unless those who I truly cared about were in danger."

"Is that why you became a doctor?" Snow asked.

"Yes, to this day I have not found somewhere to call home."

Snow wrapped her arms around him to comfort him. He paused, surprised for a moment before hugging her back.

"Well stick with me and we will look for somewhere to call home together." Snow hugged him tighter.

"Thanks, I'd like that but for now let's help out around here. There are still more wounded." Vin let go and they went to the closest injured person.

"OK and how about you teach me some of your skills and I'll teach you some of mine?"

"Sounds good to me. Here, hold this cloth here." Vin guided her hand and together they tended to the injured. Snow picked up his skills as they went on.

 


The story - and mystery- deepens, and it isn't done yet!

Next up is another SCC story, so enjoy!

 
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