❝ (( ◆ Brelta / Drent ( 1x1 skywalker, & imperials ) ◆ ))

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" Let's watch this city burn
From the skylines on top of the world
'Til there's nothing left of her
Let's watch this city burn the world

My body doused in ash with two empty cans of gas
The only evidence they have is a police sketch of my mask
And it's hard at times to ask if you can save my heart for last
And it's hard to face the facts when the darkness fades to black

It's not just make believe when they make me take a seat
And they put amphetamines in the air and make me breathe
So come on and grab your children, look out for burning buildings
And villains who pillage, they're killing by the millions
And billions of people die for a lost cause
So now I pray to my nation destroyed under god

(It's the end of the world)
All my battles have been won
But the war has just begun " - City - Hollywood Undead

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please do not post unless you are imperials or skywalker, <3!
feel free to stalk the roleplay as you please aha.

this is a little miraculous au with mine and skywalker,'s kalons,
brent [ fireball ] and delta [ bluejay ]

bluejay reference | fireball reference | kwami reference

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name. Delta Jay Burks
nicknames. Jay
job. college student / digital artist
alias. Bluejay
age. around 18 - 20
gender. female
good or bad?. good


crush. Brenton
boyfriend. none
family. xxx

personality.
delta is a very sweet and loving girl. completely opposite of her alias bluejay. as her normal
self. delta is very calm and collected. she's more or less the typical teenage girl who has a
very large obsession with digital photography, graphics design, and digital drawing. she loves
art and it is indeed one of her passions as well as photography. though her otherwise calm
personality often covers up her true personality of being highly manipulative as well as being
a general overall brat. delta hates being told no and will argue with anyone who does on
whatever the topic may be. she also very much dislikes when things don't go her way. delta
often gets very passive-aggressive with her actions when she doesn't get her way. if you don't
make her drink the way she likes it? expect her to leave the cafe without pushing her chair
in. her passive-aggressiveness is her way of coping with her otherwise split personality with
bluejay as there are often instances where bluejay's personality will leak into her everyday
life in which she can see overly aggravated or irate some days or instances. but besides that,
as said before, delta is a normally sweet gal. she loves her passions and also has a very much
high crush on brenton her barista at the coffeehouse she spends most of her days in when shes
not in school, drawing, or as bluejay.
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name. Bluejay
job. mercenary
real identity. Delta Jay Burks
age. around 18 - 20
gender. female
good or bad?. bad
powers. Ice/Water abilities. When Delta turns into Bluejay,
Vesna has the ability to give her ice-swords that can spew bursts of
ice and water magic at will as well as ice-wings that allow her flight.


crush. Brenton James Knight / Fireball
boyfriend. none
family. xxx
what jobs does she take?. Assassinations of good AND bad people.

personality.
Bluejay is not like Delta in many ways. Bluejay, though kinda like Delta, is
very manipulative but on a whole new level. she is very cocky and also very
serious with her work. she puts on a giant tough-guy attitude that enlarges
her ego even though her ego is actually very small. she is acts like she seriously
hate Fireball even though she very much cares about him in the low-key and
even though she makes jokes about not caring if he gone or leaves, she really
does care very much.
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name. Vesna
job. Bluejay's Kwami
age. unknown
gender. genderless, but identifies as female.
good or bad?. she really doesn't care much as long as
you keep her away from niran
food. any sweets but popsicles and chocolate covered
strawberries are her favorite


crush. no.
boyfriend. ew.
family. unknown.

personality.
Vesna is very sweet in her own way. but only with specific people that is, like delta,
vesna is very passive-aggressive as well. if your on her soft-side, you should be fine.
unless your fireball or niran, especially niran. though unlike bluejay, vesna has are
outstandingly huge ego like fireball does.
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name. Brenton James Knight
nicknames. Brent
job. cafe employee
alias. Fireball
age. around 18 - 20
gender. male
good or bad?. neutral


crush. Bluejay.
girlfriend. none
family. all deceased
what jobs does he take?. Assassinations of good AND bad people.

personality.
Brenton is a player. Flitting through girls although never having a stable relationship/
no relationship with them in general. He would flirt with anything within a 20 feet
radius of him. He has a very odd sense of humour and tends to make jokes at the worst
possible times. ever. He tends to get people irritated, therefore he isn't very well liked,
and although he doesn't necessarily care, since in his line of work you can't really have
many friends, he would enjoy having one or two people in his life that he could share
happy moments and good memories with. His ego is huge, and he looks for any kind of
opportunity to inflate it even more. It never seems to burst, so good luck making him
feel self-conscious about himself. He tends to get over-confident thanks to this, however,
and that sometimes, when in his alter ego as fireball, ends with him tied to a chair in a
basement somewhere. He finds himself in bad company sometimes, and usually doesn't
mind being associated with… criminals ? Some of those criminal masterminds he works
for aren't the brightest crayons in the box, but he just laughs it off and takes the job
anyways. Although he may not seem it, Brenton is actually really smart. He has quick
analyzing skills and can easily weasel his way out of bad situations. He has a quick tongue
and can easily manipulate people to do his bidding. If he actually likes you as a human being
he is a real sweetheart and will try to at least get you to like him. He can actually try
sometimes. When he isn't being a mercenary, he works at a quaint little cafe in the heart
of a little city, and is your usual employee. Usually bored and sometimes ready to help you out.
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name. Fireball
job. mercenary
real identity. Brenton James Knight
age. around 18 - 20
gender. male
good or bad?. bad
powers. Fire abilities. When Brenton turns into Fireball,
Niran has the ability to give him a dagger that can burst
into flame at will.


crush. Bluejay, Delta Jay Burks.
girlfriend. none
family. all deceased
what jobs does he take?. Assassinations of good AND bad people.

personality.
Fireball is exactly like his true self. Although he tends to get a bit more serious,
nothing about him has really changed at all.
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name. Niran
job. Fireball's Kwami
age. unknown
gender. genderless, but identifies as male.
good or bad?. he doesn't care, he just follows Brenton around.
food. sweets, but Pocky is his favourite.


crush. ew.
girlfriend. ew.
family. he never had one.

personality.
Niran is a brat, to put it in short. He does what he wants, and doesn't care what others
have to say about it. He finds everyone annoying, except for Fireball, and he would much
rather be eating Pocky or sleeping somewhere. He has a very "Whatever" personality and
tends to roll his eyes a lot. He can be really serious and have a totally stoic face most of
the time and just stares until you back down. If you give him Pocky, he'll probably love you
forever, but be very low-key about it.
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[imperials]

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where. el fuego coffeehouse | mood. content | smol birb | highkey crushing on brento | vesna <3

her mind rushed with the thoughts of her lecture she had just had to endure. she would be lying if she said she liked going to class. because she didn't. she hated it. it was one of her biggest pet-peaves honestly. she didn't normally mind sitting around for hours doing nothing because honestly she loved to do just that. but her doing that was normally on her own accord and she wasn't forced to do it because she chose to sit by herself in her small apartment surrounded by her hollywood undead and post malone music while she wasted her days away drawing art and doing commissions.

but none the less, she was on her way to her favorite coffee shop in the middle of her new hometown of Seattle. she hadn't really planned to move here. but once she met her kwami Vesna on accident, she knew she had to leave Ontario and her family as soon as possible. Her family was already cursed with the ways of the sith and the others within the sith and also the force were bound to come and find them sometime. The -Burks had actually agreed to mostly split up around the place. With her mother and father obviously staying together, her brother Travis going off somewhere with his boyfriend, now fiance, Ajax. and her other sister and brother not really knowing where they went. but one thing delta knew is that she needed to get as far away from them as she could with her limited allowance and also time. Vesna was an incredible gift to her but the little kwami was also a curse. She had a duty now and she couldn't risk her family's life just to carry on her passion.

with her sketchbook in her black side-back covered in buttons and was loosely hanging off her shoulder, she continued on her way to her favorite establishment of all time. and the main reason totally wasn't because the man of her dreams just happened to also work there almost every day of the week. the amazing smell of "frijol de fuego" hit her nose as she walked into the coffeehouse. the name of the coffeehouse may sound a bit odd as it translates to "bean of fire or fire of bean" but the locals just like to call this place "el fuego" for short, or "the fire" and she honestly liked that quite a bit. The place itself was really nice and cozy anyway. walking in there was a bunch of large windows, some comfy loveseats, and some desks which she normally called home whenever she came here. immediately she carried herself over to her usual spot by the window. this spot was always cozy. the warm light emitting from the dusk sky just illuminated it and made it all nice and toasty warm in the otherwise cool Seattle air. she carefully set her bag down on her normal spot, pulling over a desk and setting up her computer and maneuvered to where she was able to plug her laptop into the wall to gain power from her almost dead electronic. plain apple inc. headphones were popped into the computer and she sat hunched over for a moment getting onto youtube and to her playlist before she went over to the front-desk to order her drink and small meal. Even though it was roughly 6pm, almost every day she got the same 3 things. she would always get a caramel frappuccino, a chocolate cake-pop, and a blueberry muffin. she slowly put her laptop at a 45 degree angle and grabbed her purse out of her bag along with her phone and strolled over to the front-counter. There she was met with and otherwise stunning sight.

delta could lie to herself all she liked but she knew deep down she really liked brent. he was perfect in every way to her. and she didn't mind his overly large ego at all either even though it was often his downfall in her eyes. a slight blush leapt to her cheeks involuntarily as she caught his eyes and he strolled over to take her order. "h-hello brent!" she said wide-eyed and cheery. her normally voice getting more high-pitched while she conversed with her crush. she's done with millions of times, coming in here every day at the same time for over the past half-year, you'd think she would have gotten used to talking to him so far but the only distance she got with him was her ordering the same thing every single day. "could i get the normal as always?" she added a light chuckle to the end of her question.

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[ where. el fuego coffeehouse ] [ mood. flirty ] [ alias. Fireball ] [ crushing on Bluejay & Delta ] [ Niran is rude ]

⇨ ugh. Brenton was leaning on one of the countertops at the quaint little café he worked at, the El Fuego Coffeehouse, which ironically meant "Bean of Fire". He just called it "The Fire", since that was more his style. He did love his flames, after all. He was obnoxiously humming out a loud tune, his one other co-worker glaring at him as she obnoxiously chewed her gum, blew a bubble, then rudely popped it before walking away into the break room. He snorted out a laugh, standing up and stretching his arms above his head, hearing his shoulder pop. He let out a sigh of satisfaction, before aimlessly dancing around behind the counter. The coffeehouse was practically empty, since it was getting pretty late. He drummed his fingers on the counter as he listened to the music playing through the little speakers that were sitting on an upper shelf where they kept the coffee bean bags. His tail swished gently behind him, his shoes tapping along with the rhythm as he did. He heard the little group of three girls in the corner giggle at his antics, and he smirked towards them, winking in their direction. They instantly huddled together, talking in hushed whispers. He rolled his eyes as they continued to whisper, and when the song ended, he grabbed some coffee mugs and started cleaning them.

He wasn't overly interested in many girls, even though he had been in a relationship with multiple. He liked his freedom, he didn't need someone tying him down. He placed the mugs on the rack to dry, and perked his ears suddenly when he heard someone clear their throat. He glanced over his shoulder to see one of the girls from earlier, her two friends giggling at the door. She glanced nervously at them, before looking back towards him. She suddenly stuck out her hand, giving him a piece of ripped napkin "It's my number. Call me sometime" She said, and he took it, sending a smirk her way "I might just do that" He rumbled, and she blushed, running away to her friends as they patted her on the back, giggling all the way out. He watched them walk all the way out of view, then he crumpled the napkin into a ball and shot it right at the trash can. It sunk right into the bin, and he did a little dance "Nothing but net" He snickered, and suddenly Niran floated out of his pocket "That was evil." He sneered, and Brenton just patted him on the head "She has to learn that not every guy she gives her number to will call her. She's not my type, either." He shrugged, when he heard the door open. He papped Niran back into his pocket, and looked to see Delta walking into the little café.

A smirk peeled across his face as he watched her sit in her normal spot, and while she was setting everything up, he sauntered out from behind the counter, grabbed a rose from a nearby vase, which rested on every table, and slipped back behind the counter. He hide the rose behind his back as she wondered up to him, and he smiled at her. The smile was sly, cunning, like he was planning something. When she greeted him, with a little stutter, his smile seemed to widen "Good evening, sweetheart" He drawled, and when she ducked her head a bit, and ordered her regular, he nodded "Of course. Anything for our best customer!" He sang, and waltzed to get her things for her. He picked out the Muffin and Cake-Pop, putting them in a little bag, before making her Caramel Frappuccino. When everything was done, he took a sharpy out of his back pocket and drew her name on it, having memorized every letter of her name when she first told him what it was. He slid the Frappuccino across the counter to her, and it stopped right in front of her, and he then walked over and placed the muffin and cake pop bag right beside the drink. When she paid, he put it in the cash register. He walked back over to her and gave her the change due. He smiled as she started walking away, but he stopped her suddenly.

"Hold on, your forgetting something, love" He said, before popping the rose into her line of sight "A lovely rose for a lovely lady" He said, and when she took it, flustered, and hurried back over to her little space, he smirked, leaning on his elbow once again as he watched her sit down and begin drawing on her tablet. He watched the back of her head, before he felt a gentle tugging at his sleeve. He looked over to see Niran looking at him with puffed out cheeks "What is it?" Brenton asked, and the little Kwami narrowed his eyes "Just you. I don't understand you." Brenton laughed lightly, and gently took the Kwami in his grasp "And I will never understand you, buddy. Let's call it a truce." He said, and put Niran back in his pocket, stuffing a little piece of saved Pocky in with him, before tapping his finger on the counter as he waited for more people to come in. Not that he was complaining that they weren't, that just meant he could stare at the back of Delta's head a bit more.

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where. el fuego coffeehouse | mood. antsy | smol birb | highkey crushing on brento | vesna <3

she waited patiently for her food. watching brent's back as he went on his daily task of getting her order. he really was amazing in her eyes. even though he seemed like he was a gigantic flirt with other girls half the time, she still didn't care all that much as she seemed to get is attention fairly easily. her nails tapped on the hard surface of the counter top while she waited for him to finish up her order. her first thing he gave her way her frappe. her name written in a very neat cursive that absentmindedly made her heart flutter that he memorized how to write her name. it was something so small and simple but it was also so big to her personally that she tried to remain calm and otherwise stiff. her murmured a small thanks when he brought over her other items and she gave Brent an otherwise very quizzical look as to what she forgot as she has everything right here.

her heart seemed to drop when he brought over a rose. but not drop in a bad way. it was more or less the feeling that you get when your heart feels like it skips a beat. she shakily brought her hand to grab the rose hastily. her head was ducked away so she wouldn't have to show the ungodly obvious blush on her cheeks. her voice was barely audible as she muttered a squeaky "thanks" to Brent for the rose. She grabbed her other things and quickly made her way to her spot. audibly gulping when she sat down. she was still incredibly stiff from the whole situation. her hands gripped both sides of the comfy chair as she forced herself to calm. slowly she took a long drink of her frappe which caused her to get a brain freeze when she swallowed and instantly regretted her decision to drink it that fast. she get a quick head shake then slipped into her chair even more and pulled out her drawing tablet. she plopped into her headphones as well. post malone invited her into her own world of drawing. the lyrics of "burning man" bounced around her head momentarily before she more of less zoned out. Her wrist flicked left and right as she drew. A sketch turned into being lined. then colored. then shading. and then more details being added. she was almost done.

it had roughly been 3 hours now. her piece now done as the clock struck 9pm. it was promptly closing time now and it was just Brent and her in the parlor as the last of the employees left besides him. she gathered up her stuff quickly. Vesna making a small squeaking noise when she accidentally set her sketchbook on her. she hushed her and whispered a sorry momentarily. slowly she picked up the rose and pricked her finger on one of the thorns. "bloody-hell." she hissed as blooded trickled from her finger. she set her bag back down and padded over to where Brent was cleaning the tables. her feet shuffled slightly when she neared him. "h-hey Brent? c-can i get a bandage or s-something? i pricked my finger on the rose..." she asked quietly. she stiffened momentarily when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. she knew what it meant.
two short vibrates then one long one. it's a job... shoot i need to hurry up. she started to get antsy as her foot tapped hastily on the floor.

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⇨ He was seen putting mugs and stuff away, since closing time was drawing closer every moment. His other co-worker had left without saying a word, so he was left alone with Delta while she tapped and drew. He hummed softly as he went along, and turned off the music that was quietly droning along in the background. He turned off the tap to the sink, and dried his hands on a towel, throwing it over his shoulder as he made sure all the coffee machines were turned off. He walked out from behind the counter and towards the door, turning over the open sign so it read 'CLOSED'. He began wiping down all the tables with his cloth, and when he was done, re-filled all the rose vases with water so it looked fresh and clean. He went into the back and removed the black apron he wore, which read 'EL FUEGO COFFEEHOUSE' on the front in beautiful font. He put it on his hangar and turned off the lights. He emerged from the back room once again, and stretched once again, yawning slightly. He had been up all night last night because of a job. He had been spaced out, thinking of his latest job, when Delta cut through his thoughts.

"Hmm?" He said, looking at Delta with curious, burning red eyes. When she told him about her finger, and held it up for her to see, his eyes widened "Oh! Yeah, of course!" He said, and scrambled once again into the back. He rummaged around before he found the bandages, and quickly walked back into the main part of the café. He had also grabbed his cloth, and when he was standing in front of her from behind the counter, he gently grabbed her hand in his bigger one, and pulled it towards him "This might sting" He warned, before gently dabbing at the wound with his cloth, the cool water seeping out onto her finger. He dried it with a drier part of the cloth, then wrapped the bandage around the wound, smiling as he patted her hand with his "There ya go" He said. That's when he heard her phone start vibrating in her pocket. He cocked his head to one side. When she said she had to take this call, and left, he nodded, and right then, his own phone rang as-well.

He pulled his jacket on as he left the café, locking it up tight. He had just been on the phone with one of his new bosses, and they wanted an assassination of another opposing threat. Bluejay. He laughed loudly at the thought of this. His alter-ego, Fireball, had met with Bluejay on multiple occasions, having been paid to attempt to assassinate her. It was unsuccessful every attempt so far, and as far as he was concerned, he didn't think it was ever going to happen. She had been sent to do the same to him, but she could never get just close enough to end his life. It's like they now have a mutual understanding for each other. He ran into an alley, and little Niran floated aimlessly out of his pocket, his little arms crossed. "What is it now?" Niran asked, obviously annoyed "We have to assassinate Bluejay. Again" Brenton laughed, and Niran groaned "UGHH" and Brenton just rolled his eyes playfully, before pulling the sleeve of his coat down "Let's do this, buddy" he said, and Niran was sucked up into the nice, silver watch he had around his wrist.

He felt his attire changing, and soon his face was covered by a mask. His cloak billowed around him as it formed, and he patted his side, feeling the daggers hooked in pouches on the utility belt he had hidden underneath the cloak. He did a few warmup stretches, before leaping onto a trash-bin, and projecting himself up onto the roof of the nearest building. He inhaled deeply, and a smirked was plastered onto his face underneath the tattered, burnt scarf he wore over his mouth "Let's hop to it" He hummed humorously, and leapt to the next building roof, scouting for signs of the masked vigilante.

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where. el fuego coffeehouse | mood. antsy | smol birb | highkey crushing on brento | vesna <3

delta's palm stiffened under his soft touch. i could totally get used to this. she thought momentarily but in reality it was quite a while that she was zoned out. her eyes rendered focus when he patted her hand and finished up wrapping her cut. there was no real sting to it. sure it hurt but she's endured worse with being bluejay and all. she waved off to brent as she grabbed her stuff.that she had set on the counter top. "ive got to take this." she cooed sweetly as if the notification from her phone was just a normal call that she would get from a family member. she rushed out of the coffee shop. once her foot stepped out of the door she quickly started to sprint. she gripped her cell phone in her pocket and skidded to a halt just outside her apartment building. she swung the gate over with much force and sprinted up the stairs. she entered her apartment with haste and tossed her bag on her nearby love-seat. Vesna made a very annoyed grumble from all the shaking and the toss but she didn't comment on it. "geesh if you don't slow down delta your going to use up all your energy." she laughed and hovered over to the kitchen, quickly un-casing a package of chocolate covered strawberries and downed two of them in the matter of a few seconds. energy generally restored, Vesna floated around the room, watching delta fret about whatever she was trying to find. "delta hun. you left your earrings in the key-bowl again"

a silent glare was sent the kwami's way as delta exhaustively trudged over to the bowl. "i should really just know by now to keep these on like 25 / 8." "i think you mean 24 / 7." "don't test me Vesna." delta laughed and stuck her earrings in. "alright Vesna... lets do this." she smirked as Vesna rolled her eyes playfully and was sucked into the earrings she had just put on. she felt her form start to change. a tight mask now around her face only really leaving her eyes to be seen as well as sharp and cold icy "horns" extruding from her gas-mask. her body became tight as the fabric of her jumpsuit trapped her in and thick but light metal and gears bore on her shoulders which held icy wings. finally, tight wraps could be felt around her tail, hiding her tail-shines.

she sucked in a breath through the gas mask. she was invited by the nice, icy-cool and fresh air that it produced. she really didn't mind the cold that much. in fact she loved it. but she'd be lying if she said she didn't love the heat sometimes also, like from her spot in "el fuego" coffeehouse. her mission was simple. take down fireball. it honestly wasn't her first time. and probably wont be her last. they were polar opposites. like fire and ice. literally. countless times and times again her bosses con her into trying to take down the block-headed mercenary. and times and times again he has tried to. but they even each other out on the battle field. its almost impossible for each other to deal a final blow. fireball's heat can melt her ice but her ice can also extinguish his heat. its a never ending cycle really. she carefully exited her apartment and escaped through the fire-escape in her window. she climbed up and up till she was out. and finally she took flight. her wings taking her high in the air and allowed her to float above her beautiful city of Seattle. thats when she spotted an eye-sore. fireball... she hissed through gritted teeth. her right hand gripped the solid metal of her ice-sword as she sauntered down onto a roof-top.