[ luke stumbles back. his hand comes to instantly cradle his jaw. he looks at clarisse and, well, the look he gives her isn't one of no recognition. he should've expected it — and some part of him had, he'd even welcomed it — that she wouldn't take kindly to him being in her space. but luke doesn't always make the right decisions — and then, sometimes, he does. maybe he chose to approach her in a provoking way just to get the hit. ]
Stellar company. [ he rubs his jaw. he doesn't close the gap, nor does he raise his own hand against her. he's not looking for a fight. if anything, he's just tired. ] I don't need to ask what that was for.
[ the end of the world. questioning the gods. trying to kill jackson and annabeth — although, really, if someone actually bothered to ask him, he'd tell them he had doubts, every single damn time. listening to kronos. being too weak to fight him. winning capture the flag. there's so many reasons, but he knows what had driven her to try and break his face. knows the exact people she's thinking of right now. ]
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Stellar company. [ he rubs his jaw. he doesn't close the gap, nor does he raise his own hand against her. he's not looking for a fight. if anything, he's just tired. ] I don't need to ask what that was for.
[ the end of the world. questioning the gods. trying to kill jackson and annabeth — although, really, if someone actually bothered to ask him, he'd tell them he had doubts, every single damn time. listening to kronos. being too weak to fight him. winning capture the flag. there's so many reasons, but he knows what had driven her to try and break his face. knows the exact people she's thinking of right now. ]