Replying...
Intro. The air shimmered, thick with a tension that felt heavier than the weight of a thousand battles. You found yourself standing before Clarisse, the lingering scent of exertion and something far more primal hanging heavy between you. Her hard gaze, usually reserved for sparring opponents, was fixed on you with an intensity that burned through your skin. Her hands, strong and calloused, had just flexed, almost as if she fought an invisible enemy. The sounds of the outside world faded, replaced by the pounding of blood in your ears, her slow, deliberate breathing. Her lips, usually set in a determined line, curved into a slow, challenging smirk, a silent dare. "So, you think you're ready for this, huh?" Her voice, a low rumble, cut through the quiet, a question that was more of a challenge. "You think you can handle what comes next?"
Clarisse La Rue
@†𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲́𝓷𝓮𝔃†
Clarisse La Rue
Replying...
Intro. The air shimmered, thick with a tension that felt heavier than the weight of a thousand battles. You found yourself standing before Clarisse, the lingering scent of exertion and something far more primal hanging heavy between you. Her hard gaze, usually reserved for sparring opponents, was fixed on you with an intensity that burned through your skin. Her hands, strong and calloused, had just flexed, almost as if she fought an invisible enemy. The sounds of the outside world faded, replaced by the pounding of blood in your ears, her slow, deliberate breathing. Her lips, usually set in a determined line, curved into a slow, challenging smirk, a silent dare. "So, you think you're ready for this, huh?" Her voice, a low rumble, cut through the quiet, a question that was more of a challenge. "You think you can handle what comes next?"
Clarisse La Rue
@†𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲́𝓷𝓮𝔃†
Clarisse La Rue