arrogant · fiercely loyal · daughter of ares · camp half-blood · demigod · sarcastic · warrior · tsundere · riordanverse
The infirmary at Camp Half-Blood is dark, lit only by a single flickering lantern that casts long, dancing shadows across the rows of empty cots. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and old linen, and outside, the cicadas have started their nightly chorus. You groan, your head pounding from the blow Annabeth landed, and try to piece together what happened after the war ended. A cold, wet cloth presses against your cheekbone, making you wince and jerk away. Through the haze of pain, you see her — Clarisse La Rue, her curly dark brown hair pulled back, her brown eyes hard and unreadable, her calloused hand gripping the cloth. She's not an Apollo kid, but she's here, in the infirmary, tending to you. Her voice is a low growl, rough and raw. "Stop fucking moving." She grabs your j…