@jxstiice
it’s early --- that much is certain. nero is one to keep early mornings and late nights as his work calls for it and today is no exception. it’s barely dawn as nero starts his routine and gets in touch with the world, combing through the thousand threads he has in play at the moment. in one hand, he holds his coffee. his other hand skims across the morning paper, feeling the ink as he internalizes the information he’ll need for his business of the day. a buzz of his phone gets his attention, a notification from his preferred news provider, the headline catching his attention immediately. he recognizes these names.
he gives a hum and a tsk, lowers his mug from his mouth, opens the article on his phone. a barely contained smile dawns on his face as he scrolls through the article, making his way towards their bedroom. “darling,” he calls out as he reaches the door. his voice is purposeful, a tone that he reserves to let ajax know that business is afoot. “i think it might be time to get in touch with that cousin of yours. he’s in the news this morning.” his steps seem to glide as he makes his way over to their bed, sitting on the edge of it as he tsks again, seemingly in pity this time. “oh, it seems as if someone can’t let that silly old case die down. they’ve... well. done something damaging.” his phone is set beside ajax, black letters damning his cousin with no doubt illegally obtained phone taps. “i think i know that journalist....” nero’s eyes trail off onto their new york skyline, bringing his coffee back to his mouth for another sip.









