"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Skull got to his feet and stormed over to the front of his cell, hands grasping the bars so strongly that they hurt. "Answer me! Why did you shoot him?" he demanded. "Was it because he abandoned you? Was that it? Or was it because you were stupid enough to not be grateful for what you had!?"
The young man turned, quite literally giving Skull the cold shoulder, sharpening his knife on a whetstone he produces from his pocket.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Skull took his hands off of the bars and crossed his arms. Giving a final look in Gunther's direction, he stormed back over to the corner of the cell he had just came from and promptly sat down.
Sieben looked up sharply like he heard something, then cast a final glance at the three of them before exiting.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Kratzer sighed, gazing after his son before giving up on it and turning back to Carter and Skull. That had been just charming. "If he's here, so is Boomslang, and if Boomslang is here then we're all f***ed."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Skull continued to stare angrily off into the distance. Even if Gunther was gone, he was still furious about the conversation - or lack of one - that had just transpired. It was infuriating to think that someone would be so eager to shoot their own father when someone people weren't fortunate to even have them to begin with. He balled his hands into fists and dropped his gaze down to the ground.
"I'm not as weak as you think I am," he spat out, his voice a little more bitter than he had hoped it would be. "Boomerang doesn't scare me - I eat people like her for breakfast. Just throw me into a room with her, and I'll easily win."
"Oh, if only we all could be as invincible as you," Carter commented airily, with a bitter sarcasm. "Unfortunately, some of us actually have the inconvenience of worrying about our lives from time to time."
He scoffed, a harsh laugh that carried only scorn in place of mirth. "You're a fool if you think so, Yorrick. I said the same thing, once, and you know what it got me? Take a look around, you bloody idiot. She'll swallow you in one gulp. I don't care how immortal you are - in fact, I'm sure by the end of all this you'll be praying for the death that can never come," Kratzer said bitterly. "Arrogance will be your undoing."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
"My name's not Yorrick," he said, though this time it was a bit half-hearted. He didn't raise his head. "And your immortality comes from you being a vampire - I doubt the things that affect you will affect me."
He couldn't sit around here waiting any longer. He needed to get back to his world. Jess and Percy were out there somewhere, and he was going to find them just like he had promised himself all of those years ago. His fists tightened even more. He'd face Boomerang any day if it meant he could get answers on what had happened them since the incident at the labs.
"I don't need to drink blood to heal," he continued on, his voice trailing off into a mutter as he gave up trying to defend his belief that he would be alright if he fought Boomerang. Maybe he wouldn't, but he sure as hell wasn't going to admit it-
He looked up and over at Kratzer, wary eyes narrowing in concentration.
"What are you like when you're filled up with blood?" he asked. "Do you go Super Saiyan and suddenly get far more powerful than the average human?"
