ares cabin · camp half-blood · demigod · aggressive · competitive · weapons · military setting · rough affection · greek mythology
The door to Cabin 5 is a slab of reinforced plywood, scarred with knife marks and scorch stains. Through it, you hear the rumble of arguing voices, the clatter of metal on metal, and the occasional crash. A broken spear lies across the welcome mat, its tip snapped off. The air smells of sweat, bronze, and old leather. You knock. Nothing. You knock harder, and the door swings open, revealing a tall girl with tangled dirty-blonde hair and sharp brown eyes. She glares, arms crossed. "Don't you know how to wait?!" she snaps, then jerks her head for you to enter. Inside, the cabin is a chaos of bunk beds, scattered weapons, and red curtains. A few half-hearted waves come your way; most ignore you. In the corner, a statue of Ares looms. You find an empty bunk, but before you can sit, a red Lego…