Achille gently de-ices his muscle tension, falling into his typical laconic blob on the chair as ringing died from his head.
“…Well. Apparently Josephine has finally pushed out a litter, Roberto.” The Burgundian grinned, staring at the digitalised skies.“...Now who’s the lucky father?”
THE SYNDIC LEAGUES
(A co-operative of Rheinland's outlawed trade unions, determined to take the underworld for themselves.)