bright light city

Dammit Jess you had to be three days too late in showing me this didn't you. To think my I could have named my only daughter Kassacampa.

( Castiel )

You've gotta be shitting me. Of all the damn ...


So. Angel-boy. Where're you taking me for dinner?

Hello everyone. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Inara Serra. I've noticed that there have been a lot of dating ads going up and I thought that I might actually arrange some get togethers for people. A sort of blind date night. If this is something you might be interested in, or it's something someone you know might be interested in, please contact me. Everything you say will be private and completely confidential.

[OOC: this is just the ic way of announcing this. If you haven't signed your characters up in this, please do so here. We need moar guys.]

Alright ladies, time to really pay attention, because the #1 stud in the area is on the market and you do not want to miss this one.

Me: Just enough of a bad boy that your father wouldn't like me, and just enough of a good guy that you'll want to keep me around. Tall, snarky, over a thousand, and come on, just look at the picture!

Likes: Making smart ass remarks, people and places with taste and class, making fun of sparklepires, movies, watching drama enfold (especially if I'm in it).

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You: Little feisty blonds, anyone with a smart mouth who can keep up with me, girls who don't mind the vampire thing (I don't bite ... unless you ask!).

Taking a page from a couple of the other ladies... Nah, I'm not desperate.



Me: Attractive 30-something lady of vaguely questionable moral fiber, with a fondness for fast motorcycles, leather, old-fashioned Irish whiskey and expensive sunglasses. Very new to Las Vegas.

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You: Age-appropriate, unattached, honest gentleman (or lady!) who's willing to show a girl a good time. Must be able to hold your liquor without embarrassing yourself (or me), enjoy a little bit of rock-and-roll, and be open-minded. Skills in bed are also a plus, but let's see where the night takes us, shall we?

Please submit all serious inquiries. There, that's not pathetic.

Okay, I'm sick and tired of everyone's kids but mine showing up. And if my future me is actually future me I am doomed to die rich and fabulous but completely by myself. Which is honestly bullocks!

I know this is a tad desperate, but there's no way I'm letting my mum be right about me. Plus, this worked for the weird blue girl so....

ATTENTION GENTLEMEN.

If you are good looking, intelligent, an amazing lover and would like to share something very special with me in the pursuit of creating life, please contact me here. Marriage is preferable, but not required.

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Thank you

Today I decided that, while I am still (and always will be) Jedi, it would be better if I was to blend in more with Earthers (Earthers? Eartheans? Earthlings? I am unsure). I used the Credits card, and went shopping for clothing, which was an entirely new experience. The Temple always provided us with our tunics, robes and boots prior to this.

I now own a lot of clothing. I have never owned so many Things before.

In a further attempt to blend in, could I ask that I be called Ben from now on? Obi-Wan is not exactly a common name, for all that everyone (other than myself) seems to know my life-story already, while I have noticed that there are many Bens on this planet. Thank you very much in advance.

Now, not that I'm not grateful, but Las Vegas, of all places? You couldn't have stuck me in some place with a nice beach? Maybe some good-looking cabana boys?