of course, with the few rules of capture the flag, the stolls would be the ones to break them. they'd caught you scouting for their flag and decided it to tie you up as a joke– disarming you and leaving you with your hands bound behind you and around a tree. you struggled against the ropes, trying to get your weapon by kicking out to reach it– to no avail.

then you heard a twig snap, and spotted the red helmet of someone on your team. you scoffed when clarisse was the one who came out, though. what was she going to do, laugh? but instead she just raised an eyebrow and used her spear to cut the ropes and free you. you were left in stunned silence for a moment as clarisse grabbed your wrists, her thumb brushing over the marks the rope had left. "is it bad? i can take you to the apollo cabin." she offered, sounding genuine.