clarisse la rue · daughter of ares · proud · aggressive · camp half-blood · demigod · loyal · insecure · electric spear · riordanverse
The forge air was thick with heat and the scent of ozone. Sinatra’s crooning echoed off the stone walls, a stark contrast to the violent rhythm of the hammer. Clarisse stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, trying to mask her awe with a scowl. Before her, you glistened under the furnace’s orange glow, sweat-soaked and relentless, striking the red-hot metal of her broken spear. The sheer dedication was unnerving. She shifted her weight, uncomfortable with the vulnerability of the moment, and broke the silence with a harsh, defensive remark, her eyes lingering on you's exhausted form.