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eachdraidh2014-09-23 05:22 pm
rues) wrote in eachdraidh2014-09-23 05:22 pm
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[ picking up one of the feathers could have been a really bad idea, what with people turning into cats and things, but something much better happens when clarisse picks up this particular feather. she's never had any magic powers before, especially not of the elemental kind. it doesn't take long to figure out what's happened. accidentally soaking yourself during your morning training routine? yeah, as if she actually told anyone what really happened.
it gives her an idea, though. yes, you see, it's finally time for payback for all those years ago when percy nearly drowned her with toilet water. yeah, she never really let that one go. wonder why. (even if it was technically her fault for instigating the whole thing by trying to flush his head down the toilet in the girl's bathroom. whatever.)
the video opens with a long shot of percy, unsuspecting, like prey. she won't be pouncing on him, though, the water will be. basically. he won't get wet if she doesn't surprise him, anyway. annoying how that whole son of poseidon thing works. the video shakes a little while she tries to keep it steady with one hand, while the other pulls back and then sweeps forward again, pulling a huge crest of water with it, aimed directly at percy.
the splash it makes when the water crashes into him is more satisfying than slaying a hundred drakons. (maybe. that might be an overstatement. slaying one drakon had been pretty satisfying. but this has been such a long time coming.) she's laughing hysterically almost to the point of crying by the time she manages to say anything. ah, yes, vengeance is sweet. ]
HAHAHAHAHA! That's for nearly drowning me with toilet water, Jackson!
it gives her an idea, though. yes, you see, it's finally time for payback for all those years ago when percy nearly drowned her with toilet water. yeah, she never really let that one go. wonder why. (even if it was technically her fault for instigating the whole thing by trying to flush his head down the toilet in the girl's bathroom. whatever.)
the video opens with a long shot of percy, unsuspecting, like prey. she won't be pouncing on him, though, the water will be. basically. he won't get wet if she doesn't surprise him, anyway. annoying how that whole son of poseidon thing works. the video shakes a little while she tries to keep it steady with one hand, while the other pulls back and then sweeps forward again, pulling a huge crest of water with it, aimed directly at percy.
the splash it makes when the water crashes into him is more satisfying than slaying a hundred drakons. (maybe. that might be an overstatement. slaying one drakon had been pretty satisfying. but this has been such a long time coming.) she's laughing hysterically almost to the point of crying by the time she manages to say anything. ah, yes, vengeance is sweet. ]
HAHAHAHAHA! That's for nearly drowning me with toilet water, Jackson!
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Percy stands there, dumbfounded, arms out to his sides in sheer shock. He only stops when he hears the shriek of laughter and Clarisse's voice, shaking his head to spray some of the water off. Granted, he could just will the water off of him, but he'll allow Clarisse a few more moments of satisfaction before he does that.
Mostly because he's too busy staring at the water nearby, a familiar pillar of water rising, much like the same one that had drenched her all those years ago. ]
You know, I almost forgot that Ares kids are really into their grudges.
[ He'll ask about how she managed to manipulate the water later, right now is for, you know.
Drenching her. Again. ]
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but she sure as hell is getting ready to throw more water in his face, even if now he won't actually get wet. what a loser. what's the point of having a water fight if she's the only one who really gets wet. ]
Alright, Jackson, if that's how you want to play it, you're on.
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Only after he hits he with the spray does he relax his hands, which means all manner of water stops aiming for her. But, well, let's be honest -- it could happen again just as quickly. ]
Hey, you're the one that started it.
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she's still dripping wet, but that doesn't really seem to bother her at the moment. after all, the whole point of a water war is to get wet. ]
And? [ she spreads her arms, feeling the water move with her, goading him to come at her again. ] You gonna back down that easy?
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it's less that it feels like a fight and more that it's fun. and after everything, after all that everyone had been through, it was nice to have just a moment of fun again. especially if it meant having someone with powers that matched his own. ]
You wish! Like I'd be caught dead backing down from an Ares kid.
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[ she knows when she's out of her element, and it's pretty obvious that she is, especially considering she's never had any "powers" before in her life. thanks, dad, really. she's great at stabbing and punching and generally pissing people off, but ares couldn't have passed down some of his fire magic? she wonders how that even works, anyway, how different demigods from the same godly parent end up with different powers. she doesn't understand nearly enough about godly genetics (or mortal genetics, for that matter) to even try to formulate an answer. ]
[ none of that really matters, though. all that matters is the fact that she feels a little bit more alive with the weight of the water at her fingertips — and it's a different sort of alive than what she'd felt during the battle for the silmaril. her blood is pumping, adrenaline rushing, but her mind isn't clouded with the lust for blood and death and revenge. she's calm almost, despite the excitement of everything. she feels almost one with the water, as if it is merely an extension of her, and she wonders if this is how percy feels all the time. she might even be a little envious, because war is so hard to calm — just as sailors are at the mercy of the raging seas, so too are soldiers and family and friends, always at the mercy of the death and destruction war brings. ]
[ her own personal conflicts nearly cease to exist as she revels in her new found power — and, once again, she finds herself on nearly equal footing as percy. they've always butted heads because they do share similarities, whether they like it or not, but it's only now that they've been in the drabwurld together this long that clarisse has begun to realize they really aren't that different after all. he'll always be more open and kind, always wearing his heart on his sleeve while clarisse closes herself off to the people she holds closest so they can't ever see how vulnerable she is underneath all the armor she hides behind. but she feels like they understand each other here far better than they ever had back home. here, she might actually consider him a friend, might actually admit it to his face; back home? never. but he arrived at a point where she needed someone that understood what she was going through — of all people, she never expected it to be percy jackson. it's brought them closer, though, to a point where maybe she's a little more comfortable letting down some of her walls around him. ]
That's more like it! [ then again, keeping up appearances is still important. she might like him about 3% more than she used to, but no one else needs to know that. whatever weird friendship they might have is still built entirely on that rivalry from when they were kids, and she's not about to go soft now. she wonders if she can literally punch the water at him? she's not entirely well versed in the art of water fighting, so she can only hope that the water will follow her movements as seamlessly as she imagines it in her head. one attempt at a water punch, coming right up! ]