That’s “Aces” plural and not possessive, as if anyone would claim ownership of this pit. Indeed, the regulars call the place “The Scumpit” which would make a more accurate sign. The interior of this charming watering-hole is filled with peeling paint, fraying vinyl, half-broken windows patched over with packing board, and a great combination of cheap, crappy food, watered-down rotgut, and tinny music blasting from a patched-together collection of speakers tacked up all over the place. The regulars entertain themselves with the pool tables, the smudged and fuzzy trideo, and good old-fashioned bar brawling.
So, why would you go there? Aces is the local hangout for the Crimson Crush gang as well as a number of shadowrunner wannabes and fairly cheap muscle, mostly orks and trolls. So it’s the place if you’re hiring (and on a budget), or if you need to deal with the Crush for one reason or another. Still, even if you don’t go in looking for a fight, chances of finding one are really good.