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|ic_date=01/12/2012
|rl_date=06/28/2013
|cast=
* [[Aria]] St. John
* [[Azrael]]
|setting=Albuquerque Sands -- The Casino Floor

	Bright neon lights and the constant din of ringing slot machines threaten to overwhelm the senses as one walks through this casino. More than three hundred state-of-the-art slot machines stand in neat banks along the walls and through the spacious room. The air is thick with smoke, as dedicated gamblers pour their hard-earned money into the machines, hoping that fortune might smile upon them. Waitresses decked out in revealing outfits flit through the casino, providing these patrons with watered-down drinks.

	Open 24 hours a day, the casino offers Las Vegas style ambiance with small town hospitality. Tables offer up games of blackjack, poker, baccarat, and slots, along with craps. For those new to gaming, the casino offers up classes where friendly attendants explain how to play the various games, how to get the best odds, and how to win the biggest jackpots. The casino holds various promotional raffles and special bonus draws throughout the week, including a weekly drawing to win a trip to Las Vegas.

|log=	Azrael is sitting at the Draw Poker Table. He has a nice big stack of chips infront of him. He watches the other player with a gaze that is blank as it can be. He doesn't look at the cards in his hand, just eyeing the players around the table. He pushes in what amounts to about $5,000. Cards fold except for one other.

	 Wavy black hair, crowns the man before you. It is cut short in the front and sides, tapered in the back to middle of his neck. His clean shaven features hint of baby face that he'll likely never out grow. Despite his youthful face, there comes a hint of experience in the icy blue eyes that return your glance. Nothing aggressive per say, but watchful and calculating of anyone that pays him obvious attention. Hard muscle gives the impression of someone who is dedicated to exercise, but not body building. His stride and the way he moves implies a self confidence that is impossible to deny. 

	 Black silk wraps his upper body at the moment, the top two buttons open to reveal a hint of his chest. A black, leather coat hugs his form and stops just behind his knees. Black khaki pants fit his waist and legs just right. A black leather belt wraps his waist with a simple gold clasp to hold it. Black leather loafers encase his feet, fitting with just a hint of the black socks underneath. All and all a well dressed, almost respectable looking fellow.

	Aria steps away from the cashier, a heavy tray of chips in her delicate, white hands. She pauses for a moment, and takes a deep breath of the dry, cool, oxygenated air of the Casino. She seems at peace for an instant, before taking bouncing steps toward the Poker table. She slides gracefully into a seat, places her chips on the table, and antes up without a word.

	This young woman moves with a dignity and grace beyond her years. She has pale and smooth white skin, almost luminous. Her hair is black as a raven, long and straight. Bright azure eyes peer out with intensity from beneath her silky strands. She has a small, thin nose which turns up very slightly at the tip. She is dressed in a brightly colored sundress which dances in the desert wind.

	Azrael finishes the hand, the other man giving up a great deal of money. He turns to the new player and offers a polite nod. He starts to stack his chips back into his pile. He motions for someone to come to cash him in,"Gentlemen. I believe you have someone new to take your money." he comments, giving you another look,"My dear, I wish I had the time to see your play."

	Aria peers intently at the victor, her wide blue eyes seeming to stare through him. "Oh, don't worry my dear," she says in a thick southern drawl, "Something tells me we both will have a long while to get to know each other. Good evening, Sir." She then turns her attention to the cards, and the game, after giving a polite nod.

	"I'll look forward to it." he says softly and nods to the lady who comes to cash him in. He hands a $500 chip to the dealer with a wink and a 'devil may care' smile that gets a flush, a soft laugh, and a thank you from the dealer. He nods to her as well,"Of course. You take care of me I take care of you." Of course she didn't really take care of him, he just made a fat win and wanted to share a little of the wealth,"Gentlemen. I leave you to your fate." He turns and walks with the chip collector to get his winnings for the night. As he leaves he gets a lot of dirty looks from some men who have a considerably light wallet. One of them mutters the word "Azzhole". It doesn't sound so very affectionate at all. Apparently he isn't overly popular when he takes everyone's money.
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