mysterzie: (✦couldn't be that man)
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WHO "Aaron" ([personal profile] mysterzie), Jason Marks ([personal profile] blackjackofall)
WHAT Birthday surprise! ... and not just for the lucky kid, either.
WHEN December 15th, 2015.
WHERE Jason's rather lavish hotel room.
WHY Do I even need to say it?

For all that Jace was terrible at being in the right place at the right time, he did at least have a good sense of excellent hotel rooms. Last year and the year before had been foiled in catching Jace anywhere on this particular day, so Aaron decided this year to make sure to catch the guy sometime before midnight. He hadn't had anyone to really celebrate his birthday with for five years running, so of course he was wanting to do something with the one person who still talked to him.

But he wasn't here. Aaron was beginning to get frustrated with that. It wasn't as if Jace had holiday shopping to do or anything, so where could he be? Where could he consistently be that wasn't where he should have been? Whatever. Aaron would wait. As it was, he'd searched the suite thoroughly for any special decks lying around just in case, then settled for a mundane one and a small bottle of champagne from the minifridge before he spread out on the huge bed. Barefoot, sleeves rolled up and legs curled up under him, he was dealing out cards and picking them up, shuffling before he laid them out again.

If he timed it right, maybe it would look like he'd just gotten there when Jace arrived. That would be really cool.
mysterzie: (✧look in the mirror‚ at yourself)
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WHO "Aaron" ([personal profile] mysterzie), Jason Marks ([personal profile] blackjackofall)
WHAT Meet cute little shit.
WHEN 2013.
WHERE Las Vegas, Nevada.
WHY because 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."