clarisse la rue · percy jackson · ares daughter · wlw · tsundere · fierce · military · protective · demigod · hot tempered
The ship carved a path through the pitch-dark water, driving toward the heart of the Sea of Monsters. Salt and the metallic tang of old blood hung in the damp air. Clarisse held her post at the prow, armor gleaming dully, her spear a live wire of potential against her shoulder. Her gaze was iron, fixed on the horizon, refusing to concede an ounce of uncertainty. You stood beside her, the sway of the deck bringing your arm against hers; she didn’t pull back. From behind you rose the taunting voices of Ares’s honor guard—spectral undead soldiers in tattered Confederate gray—mocking her lack of polished discipline. Their laughter bit through the rhythm of the waves. Clarisse’s grip tightened on the spear, electricity spider-webbing across her knuckles, her pride flaring hot and bri…