put simply, noah is lost. but not only does the ghost not know where he is, there’s also the question of when he is, and how he got there. his thoughts and memories are a jumbled mess, but he’s fairly certain he’s not supposed to be here anymore. “i’ve been dead for seven years,” noah says idly, not directing it to anyone in particular, “and this is the first time i’ve been truly stumped.”
├ TARJEI SANDVIK MOE. DEMIBOY. HE/THEY. ┤ you’re riding solo, NOAH CZERNY. their file names them a SEVENTEEN year old GHOST from THE RAVEN CYCLE. according to their old friend, NOAH has ALL of their memories. but what they do know, is their quintessence is captured within the lyrics of BORED TO DEATH by BLINK-182.
trigger warnings: death, murder
it’s been forever and a day since i last wrote this guy, so bear with me while i get back into the swing of things with him
honestly idk what to even say, there’s very little i can say about noah without spoiling like.... everything?
eh whatever, my app for ‘em spoils things enough that more won’t hurt anything
boy’s dead. he was murdered by his best friend an asshole, barrington whelk
specifically, whelk beat noah to death with noah’s own skateboard
it was an attempt to sacrifice noah to wake the ley line
because whelk needed to give up “what was most precious to him”
the sacrifice didn’t exactly work though, and noah stuck around as a ghost
i have him listed as being 17, which is how old he was when he died - if he’d lived, he’d be about 24 or 25
okay, so - because he died, he ended up meeting the four people who become his best friends: gansey, blue, adam, and ronan (all of whom i’d love to see picked up)
they are.... noah loves his friends??? so goddamn much??????
i don’t wanna talk about what he does for them because spoilers (i know i said more wouldn’t hurt but this would be Too Much) but boy i sobbed
anyway!!! so he’s a relatively quiet person unless you get to know him, in which case he’ll be a bit more loud and like he was when he was alive
see also: “i was more, when i was alive” and that speech his sister gave in the raven king
he!! hates conflict and violence!!! and will avoid it at any cost!!
i just love noah so fuckign much pls love him too he’s such a great kid
if any of y’all would like to plot with him, just shoot me a message <3
“i told you. i told you it was a bad idea, and nobody ever listens to me. ‘oh, we’ll be fine, noah, you’re such a worrywart,’ and next thing you know you’re in some kind of death thrall. nobody ever says, ‘noah, you know what you were right thanks for saving my live because being dead would suck.’”
allura gives the other a soft smile, posture relaxing as she hears the other isn’t upset by the collision. normally she was anything far from a mess, but lately it seemed that’s all she was. glancing back towards the apartment number, she merely nodded. “if you’re the owner of 620 or 618..than, yes i am your new neighbor.”
he nods once in understanding, a quiet smile appearing on his face. “i’m in 620.” noah’s used to people coming and going from magnolia, so a new neighbor isn’t super big news to him. but it’s always best to be friends with the people next door. “where are you from?” he asks, lightly curious.
allura was still confused as to how she’d gotten here, but being as she was still figuring out how to contact everyone back home, she decided it was best to just stay put. she’d just finished locking the door to whatever an apartment was and as she turned around, she ran smack into another being. “i’m so sorry!!”
the ghost takes a step back from the person he’s just run into. he hadn’t meant to bump into anyone, but honestly, he also wasn’t paying very much attention to where he was going at all. “no worries,” he says softly before noticing the apartment they’re in front of. head tilting slightly, he stares at her. “are you my new neighbor?”
Standing in the mirror with his razor to his chin, Bellamy’s eyes glance at himself with concentration. The tip of the blade touches his skin softly as he trims the edges of his beard. Without warning, Bellamy hears someone step inside. His neck swings around swiftly with his eyebrows dipping down in uncertainty. “ Who is there?” He asked cautiously.
it’s never fun to just... show up somewhere. noah should probably be more than used to it, but he really, really isn’t. at least no one’s attacking or freaking out too much at his appearance. “noah,” he responds a bit hesitantly.
Noah crouched over Gansey’s body. He said, for the last time, ‘You will live because of Glendower. Someone else on the ley line is dying when they should not, and so you will live when you should not.’
Once she took the old screw out, she replaced it with the one in her mouth, and, with the screwdriver the pale boy gave her, she screwed it in. “ Thanks yourself. ” It was nice of him to actually hang out with her, even just for a little bit. Yang only had a few more bolts to replace, and a covering or two to replace, before she could actually get to the fun part: repainting.
The question was unexpected, but the tone was unsurprising. Her hand stalled in screwing the bolt back in. How to go about it casually… “ A guy chopped it off. ” A buzzer went off in her head. That’s not casual, Yang. “ I was protecting my friend. She’d gotten hurt, and when I went at the guy, he pulled out his sword and shwink. ” The thought of Adam, of Blake, everything after the fact, made her stomach ache with an uncomfortable mixture of bitterness and rage. But she returned to her task, trying to not let it break her casual demeanor. “ The prosthetic was from my kingdom’s military. Never really could figure out if it was a gift or an apology. ” Surprisingly, that was where the bitterness broke though.
immediately noah feels regret for actually asking the question. it seems to have dredged up some unwanted memories of hers, and he knows exactly what that feels like, having had to relive his dying moment more times than he cared to count. he supposes there were worse questions he could have asked. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to pry.” he looks down, away from her and the work she’s doing, though he can still see her out of the corner of his eye. “...it seems more like a bad apology to me. but i guess it could have been worse, right?”
‘ could you please take me to find one? if you’re not busy, that is. i wouldn’t want to bother you. ‘ hermione smiles politely to the other, brows furrowing once again at the mention of a cell phone.
“i can show you. i’m not busy right now.” nor was he ever, really. not having a job or any other commitments meant he had more than enough spare time for whatever.
“yes,” cher let out a soft sigh, nodding as she repeated herself. “plotz. it’s just a yiddish word that means i could totally collapse right now from how frustrated this entire situation is making me.”
he frowns slightly. a foreign language does explain why he couldn’t understand her. “…oh.“ casting a quick glance to his own phone, he shrugs. "i have a signal, so maybe it’s just your phone?”
“– …Oh. That sucks.” He got it. He thought. Maybe not exactly, but…after Epsilon…he’d been so fucked, brain-wise, that he just…no, skateboarding had been out of the question. Physically and mentally. So he…kind of got it. Maybe. “– I mean, on the plus side…” He did not follow it up with a plus side, unable to think of one.
“there’s really not a plus side, but....” he shrugged, “i’ve had time to get used to it.” he doesn’t think now is the proper time to bring up everything that’s happened to him.
i’m hoping to get through everything else i owe for all my kids (noah, oikawa, and frey) later today or tomorrow but i’m also rather busy so i can make zero guarantees about that, sorry!! my life just got suddenly hectic again.
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