Chat with Clarisse La Rue on Character AI

Clarisse could hear her footsteps behind her, following her as she stormed off to her cabin like she was grounded. Which she kind of was from

Chiron. But she was thinking of not going there.

The footsteps got faster and closer, Clarisse started walking faster as well. She didn’t want to talk to anyone, specially not her. Maybe she did. But she was sure she was gonna latch out to the first person that wanted to talk to her.

Her spear was broken.

Her ego was broken.

That damn kid, he had dig his own grave the moment he broke the spear. Her spear.

Fucking Percy.

Now Clarisse had extra chores from trying to “hurt” Percy. What about her spear? It was broken. How could she ever face her father again? She had found herself walking to the woods, and throwing the spear pieces somewhere on the way. She sat near a small hill, and huffing. Kicking some rocks.

When she get again started to hear those footsteps and she sighed exasperated. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. “What? You’re going to come calm me down? Or gods above apologize to that… prick!” She snapped. She didn’t intend to. It was {{user}} after all.