#noah jordan

[mariaangels]

Noah Jordan

[somefuckingluckihave]

Did you think this was going to be a peaceful day? Hah, think again.

Noah was probably outside... As one probably would be. It is a fairly normal activity, though this time something might feel... off. Perhaps he would feel uneasy entering shaded areas, or generally felt the vibe was off? Or maybe he was completely unaware or deciding to ignore the weird feelings, who knows... either way, while walking under the shadow of a building in a... less populated area, something happened. A teenager fucking landed on him and toppled to the ground, then proceeded to say every swear word in the English language and, once he ran out of that, started cussing in Italian, then French, then.. ancient dead languages.

...say hello to Theodore Commodus-Antoninus Commodus-Jordan.

@fightingthetoxicallegations

Noah was simply having a day, it was normal- just outside and taking his time, making a small sigh as he walks past the shadow of the building, it was actually decent outside, thank the gods! Even if he felt a little watched… it didn’t feel threatening, more just odd- trust him. He’d know if it was threatening. Take it from the guy who now effectively only has one eye. He trusts himself to know when there’s major danger. He was looking through his sketchbook as he walked, making little mutters to himself, looking over his rough layouts for his projects “Lackleys later… mmh… the building the bran-“

Of course he was simply talking to himself until very violently, a- teenager? Yeah, teenager. A teenager seemed to crash into him out of nowhere, he stumbled but didn’t quite fall entirely, just mostly, as his sketchbook tumbled to the ground, making a curse in Latin under his breath, though looking quickly to the teenager- was he—.. okay that’s.. that’s a lot of swears. And scars. Good god.

“Woah woah- man, it’s alright..?” He tried to reassure.

[somefuckingluckihave]

Noah’s phone started ringing. Aurelia called Noah. She watched as their mother was packing the car. Aurelia shifted from side to side as she waited for her brother to pick up the phone. She was actually concerned due to the fact that she woke up this morning to her mother packing bags. Aurelia of course started packing her own bag and put it next to their mother’s suitcase.

@the-sister-he-didnt-knowabout

Noah picked up the phone, though he frowned a bit at seeing Aurelia’s number- did she need something? Or maybe their mom told her about the situation with Luna.. As Noah picked up the phone and pressed it to his ear, he started, “Aurelia? Hey- how’s it going?”

[somefuckingluckihave]

Literally nothing was happening for Noah, he though he'd get some rest. Then, he felt a heavy pressure on his chest. He opens his eyes and BAM. Harpy.

Well.. not a harpy. Something close to it.

A teenage boy with bright white wings on their back and face- staring into Noah's soul with their bug brown eyes.

@another-argo

He’d open his eyes, gods damnit, was it his heavy ass cat laying on him? This is what he gets for getting one of those cats that fucking grows to be like half the human height- “HOLY MOTHER OF JUPITER WHAT THE SHIT-“ of course he panicked, for a moment he thought it was a monster in his home- okay— oh geez out the gun away-

He stared at Argo with a wide eye as he slowly processed this, of course after falling off of his fucking couch, he put his weapon and slid it back under the couch, “what the..?” Is this— wait, is that a kid? Holy fuck and here he thought demigods looked just like humans..

[somefuckingluckihave]

“So many people keep bringing up Lucas and I can’t tell whether I should be pissed off, or sad.” Noah grumbled as he sat at the table, glaring at the feather of the last unwanted visitor.

[somefuckingluckihave]

"Hello! I am tickle anon, and- wait a minute, you look a lot like Lucas."

They tilt their head at him.

- @the-tickle-anon

Noah quickly turned to Tkl, damnit, what is with strangle creatures in his fucking house- did. Did this thing just call itself an ‘anon’.. that’s so fucking stupid. What the fuck.

His face of confusion, turns to one of annoyance, “..Really? I’ve got another one of you fucks showing up here and spewing that name?” He rolled his eye, good god- how he wished guns worked on these creatures, since he has a lot of those in his house.

Plus every damn creature kept saying his dead brother’s name. His brother has been missing for almost sixteen fucking years, yet suddenly everyone going on and on and fucking on about a Lucas. An annoying coincidence.

[somefuckingluckihave]

“You know, I used to pray to the gods- sometimes I think it worked. Don’t know if it was Vulcan or Mars but I swear they saved my ass before on the streets.”

[somefuckingluckihave]

“You know, sometimes I kinda wanna travel- like, to the other side of the USA. Yeah, trust me, I love the Roman stuff.. but apparently a.. lot has happened on the more Greek side of things? Hmm..”