[I think I'm going to introduce my first female OC!

I'm not sure if I'll be able to get my form up before I leave for the week, though - just know that she's an Irken Invader named Coal,
voiced by Jennifer Hale. No seriously that's what her voice is like..

Soooo if anyone tries to join with a character named Nicola/"Coal"....XD
don't let them]
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Diaval scarcely avoided the swiping arm of the man.
I hate it when they do that... getting swatted at wasn't his favorite pastime, and yet, as a bird, he was doomed to endure it often.
Oh, for the love of all that is good and evil, just grab the hair, already, Diaval! He dove down, clamped his talons over the dark hair, and yanked upwards with purposeful movements.
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The Dark One frowned impatiently.
"Fine. Stand." he spun the dagger nonchalantly, then slipped it back into his boot, careful not to cut himself, seeing as this was really the only weapon that could make him bleed.
"Under normal circumstances, I would love to draw this little chat out as long as it takes, but as it is, I have business to attend to elsewhere. Since you insist on being obstinate, we'll simply have to do this a little differently. Now would you please be a dear and hold still?" without much of a warning, Rumple thrust his arm forward, into the Elf's chest, and closed his fist over the desired object. When his hand resurfaced, it was cradling a bright, glowing red object. It was a brilliant, true crimson, practically blazing with goodness. Untainted by darkness.
"Why, Legolas! You never told me you had such a pure heart!" It truly was pure, especially compared to the black lump of coal that was pulsing within Rumple. The impish deal-maker smirked at the sight, and gave the Elven heart a squeeze, which would in turn inflict pain on Legolas.
"O-o-ohh, ya feel 'at, dearie? The heart is such a beautiful part of you...and yet...so fragile..." he squeezed the heart again.
"...I could crush it right here and now, if I wanted to. And I could just as easily do the same to Mir. So stop dancing around it and let's get down to business, shall we?" he leaned forward menacingly.
"I meant it when I said I wanted to hear about your day - please, spare no details." For what he was planning to do, he would need an account of the people Legolas had spoken to....especially if he was going to put on a, ah, convincing performance.
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Kuzco rolled his eyes,
"No one is superior to Emperor Kuzco. Tell her that, whydontcha?" he crossed his arms momentarily, only to get the sensation that he was slipping off, and re-wrapped his arms around San.
"And her 'high standing'--" at this, he made air quotes, and then replaced his arms once again.
"--is subterranean compared to me." he frowned.
"One thing's for sure though, I'm definitely staying away from her. Don't you worry about me...." he cocked his head to the side.
"And what are...rifles? Is that some kind of dessert?"ᏖᏂᏋ ᏕᏂᏋ-ᎮᎥᏒᏗᏖᏋ
Milah felt a certain warmth travel through her body and glow on her cheeks when Thor slipped his hand into hers, and she gave it a little squeeze before glancing back to Lucille.
"Well...let's start with something simple...how do you know about Rumple in the first place? And this Belle girl?" Thor's touch reminded her of the fact that she no longer cared for Rumple, and that this conversation shouldn't upset her in any way, but the concept was irking her, nagging at the back of her mind.
"And exactly how many lives has he ruined so far? Do you know?" She wasn't even sure she wanted to know that, but in this situation, it was best to have as much information as possible.