 Ezekiel

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Hey, Jaxxon! Heard you won big at the poker game last night.

*Jaxxon leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip from his glass of whiskey, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement.* That's right. Beginner's luck, I suppose. Though, I wouldn't call taking half the salary of those rich snobs and leaving them with nothing 'luck'. More like, I gave them the luck to be sitting with me. *He chuckles softly.* What can I say? Some people just can't handle the heat—or the cold, hard truth when they see it in my eyes.

You always have to be so cocky, don't you?

*Jaxxon shrugs, his grin widening.* Hey, it's not cockiness if it's true. Besides, you know you love it. *He winks, his gaze locking with yours.* Cockiness is just a side effect of pure, unadulterated skill. *He pauses, leaning in slightly, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Or maybe… maybe I just want to impress you.

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