<strong>Aurora</strong><br/><br/>Aurora had walked in behind Michael a cigarette dangling between her lips. She had been late, due to a customer wanting a whole damn mural tattooed onto his back. She had to hand the reigns over to her brother to finish up. The young girl herself seemed a bit out of place, long black hair and tattoos up and down her arms and on her pelvis. Still, she wasn't a stranger to casinos. Having grown up in Vegas she had snuck in several times to gamble illegally.<br/><br/>Aurora made her way to the poker table where everyone else gathered, looking them over and gauging her opponents.  She was in this to win. Her brother and her had all ready made a down payment on expanding their tattoo parlor.  She sat down and waved to the other players. "Hi. I'm Aurora."