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Clarisse La Rue ([personal profile] laruetheday) wrote2021-06-16 08:26 pm
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[deerington] au threads; chb



[ Easiest way to get to Camp Half-Blood is via the city, so that's the way they go. A taxi ride from Queens to Long Island, then a short walk, and they crest a hill, and there's the camp. It's still strange, for Clarisse, after all these years to go from one of the most crowded cities on earth to the rolling hills and valleys of the camp. She can't imagine what it must be like for someone who's literally never been here before.

The first indication that this isn't a normal summer camp is the copper-colored dragon. It lies sleeping, curled around a large pine tree at the top of the hill, smoke rising lazily from its nostrils, and as Clarisse approaches, it opens one sleepy yellow eye and stares at her, and then at her companion. ]


Hi. It's just me. [ Smiling, she gives the dragon a little nudge with one hand as she passes by, and it settles back into its doze. On the other side of the hill, down in the valley, is a large farmhouse. Beyond it, what looks like various buildings designed with Greek architecture in mind, including a circular ampitheater. There's a lake, endless strawberry fields, and in the distance, the ocean—but there's also a climbing wall with what looks like real lava pouring down one side, and what looks like a real, working forge.

Clarisse shifts from one foot to another, seemingly not sure where to go from here. ]


So, [ she says after a moment. Awkward. ] This is it.
armd: (pointing)

[personal profile] armd 2021-08-19 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Little brother, huh. (clarisse he's huge. abby shakes his hand with interest, her wariness over waking him erased completely by their back-and-forth. clarisse acts toward a younger sibling exactly the way that abby would expect her to, and there's something reassuring about that.)

Good to meet you. I don't have a fancy title. (isaac wasn't into that kind of thing, and 'top scar killer'... she's keeping that one to herself, thanks. it would be weird to have to explain all of that here.)

Which one was yours? (the whole place is pretty decorated... it's interesting, abby kinda like the opportunity to snoop.)