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diversified2015-01-10 10:29 pm
mysterzie) wrote in diversified2015-01-10 10:29 pm
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This is what you want, to belong. [ psl ]
WHO "Aaron" (mysterzie), Jason Marks (blackjackofall)
WHAT Meetcute little shit.
WHEN 2013.
WHERE Las Vegas, Nevada.
WHYbecause Leo is a terrible father what
Things were coming up red tonight. Color was better than none, and that philosophy was serving Aaron well. They weren't always hits, but the roulettes were hot and he had little doubt that it was thanks to the pretty ladies who insisted on blowing on his chips before he'd lay them down. Whether it was because they had a power or were just that lucky, he didn't care. It was fun. This face was a good one, respectable and handsome and adult and everything Aaron needed to be virtually invisible to have a good time.
Laughter and cries of despair were common, but Aaron was attracting quite the crowd. He wasn't cheating (not yet, anyway, the slots would come later) but it seemed like his run of luck wasn't going unnoticed. That was okay. If he started to get in trouble, he would just pop out and let the poor dealer sap deal with the aftermath. Aaron really didn't like dealers and that was what made it so easy to use their faces to get away with whatever he wanted.
"One more time?" he asked, a playful grin spread across his face while he lifted a chip to his shoulder. "I'm thinking... Red 14."
mysterzie), Jason Marks (blackjackofall)WHAT Meet
WHEN 2013.
WHERE Las Vegas, Nevada.
WHY
Things were coming up red tonight. Color was better than none, and that philosophy was serving Aaron well. They weren't always hits, but the roulettes were hot and he had little doubt that it was thanks to the pretty ladies who insisted on blowing on his chips before he'd lay them down. Whether it was because they had a power or were just that lucky, he didn't care. It was fun. This face was a good one, respectable and handsome and adult and everything Aaron needed to be virtually invisible to have a good time.
Laughter and cries of despair were common, but Aaron was attracting quite the crowd. He wasn't cheating (not yet, anyway, the slots would come later) but it seemed like his run of luck wasn't going unnoticed. That was okay. If he started to get in trouble, he would just pop out and let the poor dealer sap deal with the aftermath. Aaron really didn't like dealers and that was what made it so easy to use their faces to get away with whatever he wanted.
"One more time?" he asked, a playful grin spread across his face while he lifted a chip to his shoulder. "I'm thinking... Red 14."
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Staring at the King that Jace held, she found herself sitting up and back as the image manifested. It was her family. Her family. Parents, sibling, house and even the cat. They were inside and enjoying themselves and still living their lives without Erin no matter what she wanted to pretend had happened in her absence. She reached out to take the top of the card with intent to push it down and avoid the sight any longer. It was the first time she'd seen them in so long and it made her want to cry with happiness and a sudden wellspring of loneliness. "This is stupid," she muttered. What did this have to do with getting her power back from those terrible dealers who had stolen it?