now-or-n3ver

[now-or-n3ver]

“Uh, yeah. That’s my name.” She nodded, fidgeting with her hands. Looking at them again and sighing.

"Are you alright?"

*A voice approached Neoma, and there stood the Blind Prophet of Thebes. His cloak tight around his body, and their bandage covered eye sockets staring— if it can even be considered as such —directly at her.*

--- @prophet-with-the-answers

She tensed, she was scared to even turn around but she did.

"Uhm, of course I am."

Neoma... was slightly unnerved but tried to pretend she wasn't. She'd sworn he'd seen her before but... from where?

[now-or-n3ver]

“Well.. I got adopted by Persephone and my arms kinda.. out.”

"Are you alright?"

*A voice approached Neoma, and there stood the Blind Prophet of Thebes. His cloak tight around his body, and their bandage covered eye sockets staring— if it can even be considered as such —directly at her.*

--- @prophet-with-the-answers

She tensed, she was scared to even turn around but she did.

"Uhm, of course I am."

Neoma... was slightly unnerved but tried to pretend she wasn't. She'd sworn he'd seen her before but... from where?

[now-or-n3ver]

“No, no. They’re alive.. they just banished me from their island.”

She chuckled sadly.

"Are you alright?"

*A voice approached Neoma, and there stood the Blind Prophet of Thebes. His cloak tight around his body, and their bandage covered eye sockets staring— if it can even be considered as such —directly at her.*

--- @prophet-with-the-answers

She tensed, she was scared to even turn around but she did.

"Uhm, of course I am."

Neoma... was slightly unnerved but tried to pretend she wasn't. She'd sworn he'd seen her before but... from where?

[now-or-n3ver]

“Uh.. I don’t know—to be honest.” Her hand rubbed her prosthetic one.

“I’m probably just thinking about my real parents again, I’m not sure.”

"Are you alright?"

*A voice approached Neoma, and there stood the Blind Prophet of Thebes. His cloak tight around his body, and their bandage covered eye sockets staring— if it can even be considered as such —directly at her.*

--- @prophet-with-the-answers

She tensed, she was scared to even turn around but she did.

"Uhm, of course I am."

Neoma... was slightly unnerved but tried to pretend she wasn't. She'd sworn he'd seen her before but... from where?

[now-or-n3ver]

"Are you alright?"

*A voice approached Neoma, and there stood the Blind Prophet of Thebes. His cloak tight around his body, and their bandage covered eye sockets staring— if it can even be considered as such —directly at her.*

--- @prophet-with-the-answers

She tensed, she was scared to even turn around but she did.

"Uhm, of course I am."

Neoma... was slightly unnerved but tried to pretend she wasn't. She'd sworn he'd seen her before but... from where?

[now-or-n3ver]

”Oh. Shocker.”

“Crushed, I presume?”

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“What are you doing here too?”

She raised an eyebrow.

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“Uhm… it’s complicated.”

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

She froze, “…Persephone.”

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“Mom wanted me to go out, apparently Zagreus was being a bad influence…kinda.”

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“No—no, it’s okay! I should really ask for a mechanic one..” she muttered.

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“Well, my arm got ripped off..” she shrugged as if it were normal.

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“Uh.. Neoma.”

She was struggling to stay upright, but she just smiled.

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

She squinted, her version blurry… She couldn’t make him out.

“…Who are you?”

Neoma wanted to go home.

At this point, she felt tired, exhausted even. But she couldn’t give up that easily.

…

She gave up that easily.

She needed to find her way back home—somehow. Until, she saw a man, at least it looked like one-

“Hello?”

@now-or-n3ver

*Polites looked towards the voice, and stared a moment. As if figuring out if she's seen them before... Then spoke,*

"Oh, hello!"

[now-or-n3ver]

“'Cause maybe I know what my heart desires. Maybe I'll lead with a passionate fire—'Cause baby, I know that I'm destined. To fly.”

- Top Of My School, Katherine Lynn-Rose.

Neoma . Adopted daughter of Persephone . Patron is Hephaestus . 25 . Biological Parents are Unknown . Legacy of Poseidon .

Appearance: Rayne (Homesick)

Personality: Sarcastic, empathetic, regal, independent, intelligent, witty, resilient, respectful, caring…

Sexuality: “Pansexual.”

Likes: Fire, friends, family, her patron gods and Persephone, books, her axe..

Dislikes: Too much violence, and going on stupid long quests… (way more)

After being banished from her homeland, getting her arm ripped off by an unknown god and getting shot in the throat, and miraculously survived and was found by Persephone, Aphrodite, and Hephaestus.

TW: blood, gore, trauma, PTSD, and other things will be mentioned in this blog.

Speaks like: “This.”

Tags -

#Blossomed 🌷 - regular

#Wilted 🥀 - angst

#I’ve run for many miles 💘 - romance

#One wrong move 🗡️ - violence