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The Shadows That Keep (Open and Accepting)
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4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
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Giratina made a forcefield by doing Portals all around Skye, Boomer, and Jorge. Boomer began to pull out some pain medication pills and a water bottle and handed it to Skye.
(Get that Reference? "I used to be a great warrior, but I took an arrow to the knee.)
Didact had nothing better to do than to listen to Galadriel, so he kept tossing things about. Jorge concentrated his machine gun fire on Hoodie.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
(Also, earth shaking, tooth cracking soundwave is blocked out by headphones and rock music. Lol)
(And yes, I assume that if you were to heat it up enough the bullet would incinerate, but you would need such high temperatures that it would burn up everything nearby. The bullets are made of normal titanium, but the magic makes them stronger. )
Hoodie had to keep on the move to avoid everything Didact was throwing. When Quill blew up Skin-Takers head, he couldn't help shouting. "Idiot! What have you done?" Taker dropped to his knees, the black void still present even with his jaws gone. The sound kicked up in pitch and began rising in volume, raging out of control as the void destabilized. Hoodie tried to dodge the crossbow bolt, but it passed through his lower leg. He cracked Quill across the jaw, anger fueling the blow. His gun quickly regenerated in his hand, allowing him to put a bullet through Quill's ankle. "Let's see you run anywhere now, huh?" He limped over to the inactive Skin-Taker, grasping the void in his hand. The violent noise stopped suddenly, as both men teleported away.

Quill groaned in pain. "Ahh f***!!! When I grab Hoodie, I'm going to shred him... No, Boomer will... And I'll just burn him..." Quill began to hop on his good foot towards holding his jaw. It hurt like hell. "My mutant abilities should heal it 2 times faster than a human, but that had black magic so about 2 weeks..." Quill muttered to himself. He was planning to how to lure in Hoodie as he took some pain killers to soothe his foot. Lockehorn helped steady Quill as he walked around.
Link pushed himself to his feet, his head still ringing. Navi flitted drunkenly over to him. Link... Dark magic wounds... they need help." He spotted Galadriel kneeling over the crumpled form of Skye, while Quill limped around. He reached blindly into his bag, his finger closings instinctively on the small clay instrument. The blue ocarina was the very same that the Hero of Time, his ancestor, had carried through his journey's. Bringing it to his lips, he began to play, the slow ringing melody filling the air. "Day To Night, Dark To Light; Fall The Sands Of Time. Let The Years, Like The Gears; Of A Clock Unwind... The Song of Healing spread out through the air, filling wounds and breaking darkness.

(Now what in the world is Mr. Widemouth?)
Galadriel added her own rasping voice to the song, further strengthening its healing effects. Skye blearily opened her eyes. Luna sighed in relief. Galadriel stopped singing as she felt even more of her strength ebb away. She was so going to sleep after this little battle. What had she been thinking, shouting like that? Admittedly, she hadn't been thinking, but the thought lingered. "Mmh? Galadriel?" Skye asked. "Help..."
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"Okay... Well, that was new..." Quill said as he felt his ankle re-heal. He began to stand up. "Whats that sound? Is that what's healing me?" Quill asked to no one in particular. He was angry to sit down.
Hoodie fell to his knees, releasing the black void in his hand. Skin-Taker was then able to reform his head, snapping his jaws shut. He too fell to the ground, clutching at his skull. "I... Don't... Never again... I can't do that again..." He mumbled. Hoodie patted him on the shoulder. "Ok. We did pretty good. I won't make you do that again." He examined his gun, and finding it none the worse for wear, returned it to his pocket. Standing slowly he pointed out towards the nearby forest. "We need to get moving."

4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
"Says the one with the injured wing." Galadriel snorted.
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4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
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Jorge looked around and held up two fingers. "Make that two flamethrowers. " Didact said.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley

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Link wondered what he had done to this woman for her to act like this. He
Made sure to keep his tone and face in check as he spoke. "I'm sorry, but I've been a bit busy attempting to heal your lover to pay much attention to your conversation. Anyway, what you were saying made it seem as though only the Stalfos could repair himself. As for the mans name, you knew who I was talking about, so why does it matter that I called him 'the hooded one'?" He began crushing the herbs, mixing them with water to make a paste. He smeared the paste onto the bandages. "Once again, not knowing something you've never been presented with should not be considered some sort of weakness or sin."

"My apologies. I have been a little uncontrollable lately." Galadriel replied. "And she is not my lover - she is my mate." Yes, there was a difference. A rather large one, but the line was thin. "And correct. The Stalfos - Skin-taker - can indeed repair himself. To a degree."
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