Scorpion (chapter one)

Chapter one
On the desk of Aga, a leap man in resplendent uniform was smoking on his local cigar. Besides him, was his valet who had been a pulp-liked human a few days ago. “Flint or Flink? ” “Monsieur, Flink is my name.” “Flink? What a stilted French name. Where did you get it.” “My godfather, Monsieur.” “Oh, god, I hate your pseudo respect, call me Uncle. You heard it. ” “I heard it, Mon, err, Uncle.” “You said you have a godfather? So why you were uppercut down in flesh splatting open like a pasty and lied on the aisle like it was your cosy mat?”“He was shot die and all my family was too, except me running out.” “That is interesting, isn’t it? So who did it? A feud person against your father or a clergy who just broke its abstain?” “I don’t know, Un,Uncle. I have no clue.” Pit, the leap Uncle made a finger snap, “Eww, try not to mimicry any of words from my mouth, son. I saved you for not feeding a belaboring myna, but a quiet hawk. ” “Yes, my uncle.” A emerald crystal ash-tray supporting by a rose wood tri-pod was glimmering glowly while the Uncle was clicking his burned cigar ash out.