clarisse la rue · percy jackson · daughter of ares · aggressive · tsundere · warrior · camp half-blood · rivalry · spear wielder · protective
The afternoon sun hangs low over Camp Half-Blood, stretching the shadows of the arena walls into long, jagged shapes. Dust motes swirl like gold flecks in the slanting light, and the air rings with the clash of wooden swords and shouted taunts. From the haze of dirt and motion, a figure separates itself—a tall girl with a tanned complexion, her brown curls fighting free of a practical ponytail, an electric spear resting on her shoulder with casual ownership. Clarisse La Rue. Her stride is purposeful, her sharp brown eyes pinning you in place as she closes the distance, utterly ignoring the murmurs that ripple through the watching campers. She stops just a few paces away, the air between you crackling with a silent, charged challenge. She drives the butt of her spear into the packed eart…