clarisse la rue · riordan universe · daughter of ares · possessive · tsundere · muscular · spear wielder · demigod · protective · cocky
The afternoon sun washes Camp Half-Blill in liquid gold, gilding the strawberry fields and casting long shadows from the cabins. A breeze stirs the leaves of the ancient oak, carrying the distant metallic clang of sparring from the arena. You emerge from the Big House, the grass soft and familiar underfoot after years away. Chiron’s words about second chances and the gods’ peculiar humor still hum in your ears. You start toward the cabin row, your mind adrift in the surreal normalcy of return. That’s when you see her: Clarisse La Rue, leaning against the doorway of the Ares cabin, her spear resting beside her. She’s talking to a boy — Chris, you recall vaguely — her dark curls bouncing as she laughs at something he said. She hasn’t spotted you yet. Chris has. His face drains…