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second war | text
[ just for the record, america and clarisse should never, ever be allowed to hang out. seriously. they hit it off way too well for someone of clarisse's, er, disposition. but, come on, he has fucking raptors and he indulges her in her obsession with guns and shooting things. it's like a match made in a monthly subscription of guns & ammo.
tonight they aren't shooting anything, though. tonight they are getting wasted off their asses because clarisse still isn't allowed in the bar and america has moonshine in his bathtub and with the nightmares clarisse keeps having and the guilt that keeps eating away at her, she could really use a few drinks. she probably could just get a bottle of jack from the magic closet, but, you know, drinking by yourself is sad and lame. and clarisse is neither sad nor lame. she just wants to have a good time with the good ole united states of america.
but getting clarisse drunk is only asking for trouble. it's a good thing she can hold her own against giant metal bulls and ancient drakons, because, well... you'll all be getting a very drunken text about her newest victory. ]
I think i jsut punchd a raptro in t he face and survived
tonight they aren't shooting anything, though. tonight they are getting wasted off their asses because clarisse still isn't allowed in the bar and america has moonshine in his bathtub and with the nightmares clarisse keeps having and the guilt that keeps eating away at her, she could really use a few drinks. she probably could just get a bottle of jack from the magic closet, but, you know, drinking by yourself is sad and lame. and clarisse is neither sad nor lame. she just wants to have a good time with the good ole united states of america.
but getting clarisse drunk is only asking for trouble. it's a good thing she can hold her own against giant metal bulls and ancient drakons, because, well... you'll all be getting a very drunken text about her newest victory. ]
I think i jsut punchd a raptro in t he face and survived
[ TEXT ] SCREAMES (haha see what i did there hi eames ur my fave smooches)
[ and that's reason enough for her. ]
walk itno a closet youll get all sorts of crazy shit and nto jsut raptors
u shofuld see my gun collection
[ unlike arthur, she isn't afraid to dream a little bigger okok. ]
[ TEXT ] lmao i love it already
[And wow, that is too easy to innuendo. But he's a gentleman and he can't take advantage of an obviously inebriated lady.]
I can never turn down an invitation to see a collection of guns. Though will I get struck as well for looking?
[ TEXT ] they are going to be great pals i can feel it in my bones
[ clarisse, are you even trying to spell correctly anymore... ]
dpends on where ur lookgin
[ TEXT ] you can never go wrong with guns + alcohol
I will only look where I'm told. Though don't tell me you're too shy to share your magnificent collection. It would break my heart.
[ TEXT ] it's true this is a fact
[ TEXT ] many scientific theories supporting it even o/
Do you often have reason to use guns here?
[Though she might not be the best person to ask, considering she's punching raptors instead of shooting them.]
[ TEXT ] oh mr. eames your specificity astounds me
not yet
msotly jjssut target practice
cant' use guns at camp
onyl spears ansd wrods and shit
but nwo i have an aersenl
dad would be so proud
[ TEXT ] he's very specific! never trust anything arthur says about him. it's all lies
Those rules seem rather arbitrary.
And are you stocking up for a battle or are you just a collector?
[ TEXT ] i don't know it's so easy to trust a man in a 3-piece suit
mroe leik arhciac
but camp is odl as blals
u know george wahshington was a son of ahtena
i'm' alwyas stockign up for battle
i got a sense for thsee things
[ TEXT ] that's how he gets you. don't fall prey to suit porn. : \
And misspellings aside, now this seems to be wandering into weird territory.]
Really? Did you meet him at this camp?
Would you be able to fend off any enemies here? Considering the closets are what supplied your weapons.
[ TEXT ] maybe you're just jealous eames
hwat century are u from
no hes' dead they jsut told me he su ed to go to camp
if there was acamp broshure tahtd be one of the fun facts
welcome ot camp hfal-blod did u wkno george wahsignton was a son of athena
who is YOUR godly parent
that kidn of thign
[ oh whoops guess she spilled the beans on that little secret. congrats, eames, you are speaking to a drunk demigod. ]
alwys got my swoerd if the gusn fall through
they seem toah ve worked pretty well sro far
[TEXT ] who'd be jealous of that poor soul? D:
That sounds like a brochure I'd actually enjoy. Any more fun facts? And when do you learn if you have a godly parent? I was always partial to Dionysus.]
[And he really has to admire her ability to prepare. She should be giving Arthur pointers.]
Have you been attacked often here?
[TEXT ] you're right but you can't deny he looks damn good in a suit
lokk if u urealy want a rborchure maybe ask me when ie'm not drunk
but mr d is a dick
nto my fualt he fucked a wood nypmhgh daddy dearst said he coutlndt
now hes always pissed cuz he cant dirnk wine anyoemre and hes sutck at cmap with us
[ if arthur were here, she totally would be. as it is, they only have batman 2.0 who has arthur's face. ]
not yert
been todl it happens often ehoguh tho
[TEXT ] no arguments there
That seems rather cruel, to make the god of wine abstain.
Though who is your godly parent if you don't mind my asking? My Greek mythology is rather limited.]
[Until an Arthur appears, Blake is just going to have to stand in, for better or for worse.]
I see. How long have you been stuck here?
[TEXT ] he could teach you a thing or two about fashion mr eames
zues aint exactly kwno for beign nice when it comes to pusnighments
ares is my dad. first duaghter in a long tiem
ur rueally askign me to do math when i'm durnk
i don't kwno mayeb afw moenths now
[TEXT ] wow rude. just appreciate his ~imaginative~ clothes choices
Though daughter of Aries would definitely explain the raptor punching.]
I'm guessing he's very proud of you then, with the punching of raptors and all.
No need to hurt yourself darling. If it's too difficult, I can always ask later.
[TEXT ] they will be appreciated with fire
yeah
daddys littel girl n all that
[ and yet, somehow, even through text she doesn't seem that convinced. for all her boasting, she still feels like she has a lot to prove to her dad before he's really proud of her, even after slaying the drakon and receiving his blessing. ]
[TEXT ] that comes from the candles during a candlelight dinner?
Well punching a raptor sounds in line with any Greek myths I heard. How are the family get togethers?
[TEXT ] are you trying to woo me mr eames
they aren't
i onyl got to visit onlympus on afuckgin fiedl trip
[ TEXT ] only if you don't burn all his hideous shirts
If it makes you feel better, I never got to go any field trips when I was in school. My mother was too paranoid to sign the slips.
[Not that he could blame her, given her profession, but at the same time, it wasn't like she hadn't taught him how to take care of himself.]
[ TEXT ] it's a date then
at least getting to got o olympsu was rmeo tinersting than htes tudpid art musuem
[ TEXT ] did u just hold his shirts hostage for a date : \
[Hopefully it's a safe enough topic.]
[ TEXT ] maybe........... /innocent whistling
i dunno
kidna liek heaven maeyeb
all up int he claowds and glowign
just with mroe like etemples and shit
reallyl just
awe isnpirigin
[ TEXT ] that's pretty crafty. keeping my eye on you then. : \
It might be offensive to ask, but was everyone there wearing togas?
[ TEXT ] fades away into the distance....
belive it or not yeah
probabyl jsut for the winter sotlatace or whateever
thi bgi annual counicl
ig uess they get all fancy for that
otherwise they jsut look liek nroamal huamans
dad usalyl waers a leather jacket adn sunglasess
looks liek a real baddass