Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

RE: f u l l moon - a werewolf roleplay. - Open! 2spots open; need males. - Started! -

Jaggedpine · ThunderClan Deputy

Reggie perked up at the idea of mind games. Being a strategist, he loved making people confused with his quick thinking and intricate planning. However, he would like to move to Arizona where there wasn't snow. He loved the peace of farms, too. Chuckling softly to himself, Reggie tossed in his own idea. "Why don't we just kill them all? They can't really follow us around if they're not really alive," he said, though he was mostly joking. He liked the idea of going after the stalkers and freaking them out, but he hated New York. Get out of get them, they both sounded good to him. He cringed and shied back when Thomas had another anger attack.

-- Edited by Jaggedpine on Sunday 11th of September 2011 12:48:27 AM

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

"How do I plan on capturing them? Well, they're probably watching now... but that's beside the point. What I mean is that, once they finally...'understand' us, per-say, they'll come at us all at once... but if they're smart, they'll attack us while we're still unsure and vulnerable." Shrugging, Rachael jutted out her lips in a pout. "But I doubt they're intelligent enough persue such a plan and, as such, we might have to... single ourselves out and gain information on our own." Patting her jean pockets, she paused before finding the hidden seam that concealed a nail file. It was how she was precautious. While she was sure that they knew she had it, she doubted that Seamus O'Gallaghan knew what else she had hidden in the seams of her pockets, though that left her vulnerable during the summer, when the metal nail files were sewn into the bottom seams. "We all know to be more precautious now. We know what to do. I don't suggest we go trapeezing around with knives... but you understand, right?"

Songpaw · RiverClan Apprentice

Christy knocked on Thomas's door loudly. Soon she started banging rapidly. She glanced at her watch, hoping that she wasn't late. Finally she entered the room, and sat down on the couch, looking expectantly at Thomas for updates. "Soo, what are we talkin' bout today?" She asked crossing her legs quetionably.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Katie listened to the others suggestions. "Mind games isn't a bad idea, if we knew these people. We don't, we don't know if they're listening to us, we don't know if they know exactly where we are, what we're planning. If we sit here and just hash out plans they could be listening, therefore we lose any element of surprise we ever had." She stood up and paced for a moment. "If they know where we live they could easily have placed bugs in our homes." She turned to Thomas. "I think our smartest choice, right now, is to leave. I'm not saying forever. But they can't have every single location in the world bugged. We need to find somewhere quiet." Maybe it wasn't the most thought out or strategic plan, but in her mind, it was the smartest. "But we also need to find a way to figure out who these people are. So don't think I'm suggesting we hide, I just think we need to find somewhere else to decide what we do."

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Raising her eyebrow at Christina's sudden entrance and actions, she nodded in greeting and listened to Katie. Pursing her lips, Rachael 'hmm'-ed in thought. "The only thing that bugs me is that... us confronting them is inevitable. It's the equivalent of running from our pasts, Katie. They know a lot about us. Heck, they probably even know more than we know about ourselves. Who knows. I think it's Thomas's call at this point." Licking her lips nervously, she shook her head, manicured nails digging into her arms. Rachael was at a complete loss at the moment. While Katie did bring up good points, running away was just stalling the inevitable. And Rachael never liked to do that. It made her throat clench and made her lungs fold in on themselves. Eyeing Thomas nervously, she added, "If we run from them, we're just stalling what's bound to happen. And that's confronting them." Looking away, she frowned. "As much as I'd like to live in Arizona for the rest of my natural-born life being a farmer... I just don't think that's going to happen to us. Maybe the nice old lady that sits on the park bench watching her grandchildren... but not us. As much as I'd like to fit in with the rest of the world, I don't feel it possible. While yes, we do have human chromosomes, something's made us this way, Katie... and there's no way for us to live in hiding like we've been doing so far." Running a frustrated hand through her hair, she pulled out her hair and started braiding it, a nervous habit she picked up when she was younger. She hated talking like this. She hated feeling so hopeless, but it wasn't her fault. She was only thinking rationally. "If we run, the government and them will be after us. Who's to say that they don't steal information from the government? Maybe they are listening." Suddenly becoming determined, she narrowed her eyes. "If they are, they should know that I don't intend to back down to empty threats." Rachael knew her words were empty and filled with cotton-pride, but it didn't deter the smirk on her face. "I don't know. It's just that running will take so much more work than singling them out."

Pressing the earpiece towards his ear in amusement, the man that had confronted Rachael smirked. "Ah. Who knew they were so observant?" Tapping his lower lip in thought, his smile turned malicious. "Run for your life if you can, little girl," he hummed, quoting The Beatles, the lyrics turning dark and fox-like. Closing his eyes and leaning back, he clasped his hands behind his neck. Let the games begin.

ooc;
katie was right D: haha you can add the other people's perspective on the conversation. like dean or the other people. or the creepy red-headed lady that's pro-creeping on thomas. :C

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

OOC: Katie is always right! xD Kidding, otherwise the world would be a weird place. O.o haha Also, I was going to ask you about posting as the other people. :) Because me gots a plan! Ish. An outer sketch that everyone can play off of. One of those open plans. :)

Katie listened to Rachael, although she did not agree. "All valid points Rach, but while confronting them is inevitable, it's not wise to do it unprepared. The only way we can be prepared is to get out of earshot." She didn't feel the need to say anything else, there was no point. She'd had her say, she only hoped that Thomas could see the point in what she was saying. What was the point in going in unprepared? It was like sending in a kitten into a pack of wild dogs. It wouldn't end well. To confront these people, they needed to have the upper hand.

Dean swiped his security card in the slot on the side of the steel doors. Walking into the initiative with a new strut to his walk. He'd been waiting for the moment to confront Katie. And he finally had. And as he'd suspected, she was far more impressive in person. "Matthews!" He winced at the chilling voice that rang out through the halls, looking up, he saw the hand motion that meant get up here now. He sighed and made his way up the staircase to the main office. Opening the glass door, he came to a stop on the opposite side of the desk. His gaze met the cold hard stare of the eyes that burned into his soul. "I would ask what were you thinking, but my guess is you weren't."
"I'm sick of sitting around waiting. Waiting for what? I just thought it was time to-"
"No, you didn't think. That's what I just said and I meant it. You were rash. You've always been rash but I never thought it would happen to this extreme."
"If you would just hear me out-"
"Silence!" He fell silent. Knowing that his reasons would never be heard.
"You're a good agent. You're young, yes. But I have much faith in you, because you've shown much promise in your training. But from now on, any decision making goes through me, or your colleagues."
"Yes ma'm."
"O'Gallaghan has already made contact, shortly after you. So has a few others. Because of your mistake, we're moving faster now. Stay on her, but secretly." The older woman stood and walked over to Dean, she put her hand on his shoulder. "I trust you, Dean. You won't let me down again, correct?"
"Correct."
He turned and walked out of the door, leaving the initiative, he hooked up his ear-piece to listen in. A smile crept onto his lips. He wasn't sorry about finally making contact with Katie. He was still thrilled, and adrenaline still ran through his veins from the fear he had put into her eyes. She never was fearful. But he'd cause her defenses to crumble down, if he could do it once, he could do it again. And he craved that moment. He knew her mind was still reeling with this mornings events, and he knew she'd be intrigued by him. Nothing she could do would surprise him. Nothing. The others kept telling him he was too obsessed with Katie, too enthralled with her, and her mechanics, but he wasn't. She was just an interest to him.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Thomas sighed harshly, not reacting much to Christine's loud and ill-timed entrance. He paced the floor once more, they had to be listening, its the only way they would have so much information on them. He turned to his fellows and muttered, "Well if they are inevitably going to chase us down and make a confrontation, why should we do it somewhere we don't know? Here in this city we may have an advantage. We all know it pretty well and its filled with people. They may not want an open confrontation in front of so many witnesses." Scratching the back of his head he turned away, "We may all need to move out of our apartments and go underground... Well not literally mind you. Then you guys," he nodded to those who wanted to play mind games, "Can do your thing." Thomas had no intention of messing with this strangers until he knew more about them. He would force a confrontation with is own stalker and find out what he wanted. He wasn't one for playing mind games, instead he was the kind to just use brute force.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Katie rolled her eyes. "Fine, you two have fun with the mind games. We'll just hide out and wait for them to show." She plopped back down on the couch. It was hard to think that she woke up this morning, with the most trying matter being she'd used the last of her milk. And now they were discussing mind games and 'going underground.' These people knew them, but all they knew of these people were the fact they knew them. It didn't seem logical to openly face them when they probably knew all of their secrets anyway. She put her hands to her head, it felt as if they were the pawns to their mind games, and to try and do it the other way around would just make things more confusing. She didn't want that. "I don't care what we do as long as I get to kick someone's butt. This is too much thinking for my liking."

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

"They're testing us," murmured Rachael, blue eyes narrowing in thought. Looking up, she nodded. "But no more cellphones. That's one of the ways they'll find us." Taking hers out, she threw it on the barren ground in front of her feet. Flexing her fingers, she looked at Katie. "I'm behind you with that statement one hundred percent. But, at the same time, it's going to take a while for us to figure this all out. I mean... they know so much about us, right? And all we know is their names... Or what we were told are their names. Who knows. Maybe they're just code names." Though I have a feeling that Mister O'Gallaghan has a terrible poker face..., she thought, smirking. "So that's our plan?" Looking out the window, Rachael had a thoughtful look on her face. But one thing's bugging me... "I wonder why they chose today of all days to uncover themselves."

Throwing his feet on his desk, Seamus grinned wickedly. "Well hello there, Dean. A pleasure for you to finally show up." Opening one eye, he peered at the man strolling into the office area. Closing it again, he sighed in disappointment. "They're stronger than I thought. Rachael's a spit-fire. Plays games with your head without slowing down." Pausing, he listened to Rachael's words and know that Dean had heard them, too. "How was Katie?"