Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

RE: The House of Night [A Vampire RP] ~FULL~

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Shy stood there as everyone else piled into the cafe. She wasn't understanding why she felt so out of place. It must be this uniform...she thought to herself. And looked down. Her arms held tightly against her stomach and the skirt reaching mid thigh. The black really showed off her pale skin. She looked to her right through her hair as everyone piled in. SHe would be the last to go, she didn't want to get caught up in the row of kids. She caught a few people looking at her like she was crazy. She looked down at her shoes and breathed in a sharp breath and waited.

Emberpaw · WindClan Apprentice

Once Ammo had finally arrived at the cafe, a sudden pang of nervousness tugged at his stomach. Never in his life had he felt so anxious to leave. Maybe it was the fact that he was just a little flegling, that wouldn't stand against all them other vampyres? No, it had to be some other reason. The lad never lets himself get intimidated, so that could be crossed out on the list. Oh well, Ammo just wasn't sure. Slowly, he took a few strides towards an empty spot, but stopped dead when he noticed a girl, standing in the middle of the large room, full of kids. Rolling a shoulder, Ammo sat down, not willing to speak to anyone.

Lilyspirit · RiverClan Warrior

Annilesse, always being the perky, social one, grabbed Shy's arm and plopped her in a chair across from a really cute guy at an empty table. He had a light, tan skin and dark hair, framing forest green eyes that contrasted against his Mark. She shuddered inwardly about the fact that she was getting used to the weird stares people were giving her. "Through darkness, there must always be a dawn." The godesses words popped into her head once more. She sighed and turned to the guy, giving him a smile with a friendly touch. "Hello," She said, letting her cheeks pull back farther in her nervous and exited mess of a chance of making a new friend, "I'm Annilesse." She elbowed Shy in the side, urging her to introduce herself.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

"I-I'm...My name...." She stuttered and looked down at the table. "My name's Shy." She said quietly. She ran a nervous hand through her auburn hair and brought it in front of her face. If she could blush, her face would look like a tomato. She stared at the table, wishing she could crawl in a hole and just stay there by herself. She breathed in a sigh and she sure enough didn't feel like eating. Her arms tightened around her and she flashed a glance at Annilesse and looked back down. Why was she like this? Why couldn't she be like Annilesse and make friends and socialize more?

Freeflare · Loner

Darkest turned the corner & was standing outside the entrance of the cafeteria. He stared at all the vampyres in the room, he looked around the room anxiously. He slowly & quietly entered the huge room noticing that everyone was talking to some one. Darkest looked down at his feet avoiding eye contact with any one else. He walked to an empty table in a corner in the back of the room. He sat down, crossed his arms on the table & looked around the room.

-- Edited by Freeflare at 23:22, 2008-10-03

Emberpaw · WindClan Apprentice

OoC; Ammo: Didn't I just say I didn't want to talk to anyone? >_>
Me: LOL, oh, hush, Ammo, and have a cookie. -gives cookie- x3
Ammo: KOWABUNGA DUDE! 8D -noms- And, anyway, they probably came to me because of my dashing good looks. BD -hairflip-
Me: Dang, too much confidence... -attempts brain surgery on him-
Ammo: -snarl- >_>
Me: -whimper, backs away- D:>

Ic;
Ammo, grinning shyly, also introduced himself.
"Hiya, ladies! I'm Ammo, and may I say it is a pleasure to meet you two..." He stared at the nervous one, appropriately named Shy, and attempted to make her smile back.
"Now, c'mon, darlin', there ain't no reason to be so timid. I mean, I know your name is Shy, but, must we be so literal?" Hoping she would take it as a joke, his eyes glimmered, yet his stomach growled loudly. A bunch of kids turned to him, glaring death glares of pure deathiness...ish. But Ammo just chuckled, then stuck his pinkish tongue out.

-- Edited by Night at 23:36, 2008-10-03

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Shy kinda smiled a shy smile. (O__o) But she quickly just stared back down at the table. She wasn't hungry in the least bit. If she ate, she knew she wasn't going to be able to keep it down. She was far too nervous. She didn't know what else to do or say. She looked around the room and realized what a horrible idea it was. Her eyes locked with someones and she immiediatly lost her breath and looked to the table again. WHy did she have to appear this way? Why couldn't she smile and be a normal person for once? Instead of jumping at anyone talking to her. But she knew all of this was easier said than done.

Emberpaw · WindClan Apprentice

"No, no, no, Shy. That ain't no smile!" Ammo teased, pouting. He raised his two index fingers to his mouth, and pulled his lips out, to form a huge grin. "Bow about wike tha?" The lad said in a muffle voice, still trying to get just a little laugh, or a giggle, or a chuckle. Maybe even a snicker! She continued to stare down.
"C'mob, Shy! Wook!" His word sounded strange, for he still had his lips pulled back. Finally, Ammo gave up, laying his hands on the table.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Shy pressed her lips together. She didn't want to give in to him. Otherwise she would wind up trusting him. And if that happened he would simply rip her heart out of her and give it back to her in pieces. And she wasn't going to risk that. She took her aroms off of the table and crossed them over her stomach tightly. She breathed in and exhaled loudly. Louder than she meant. She quickly pressed her lips together. And looked down more so that her hair covered her face. She hated being here, she hated sitting at this table. She hated even more of the fact that she couldn't have a normal conversation with anyone. She still couldn't get over the fact at how much her name fit to her perfectly.