#yes he married a redhead because of Kalgara

[mjrtaurus]

Yknow out of all the Monkey D's that would have to deal with Figarland Garling's unsettling ass, Kong is probably the one who actively deals with him the most.

He's ashamed to admit he didn’t really see it at first. Sure the knight would occasionally ask very odd personal questions but Kong assumed this was just a very stilted attempt at small talk. The more they focused in on his daughter-in-law is when he started getting uneasy. What was she like, what was her name, was she as good as a fighter as the stories say? He answered these but very noncommittally, always steering the conversation back to work.

Time went on and as it did the questions got more and more prying. What were her interests, her dislikes, her favourite meal..

Her exact weight and height, the size and shade of her wigs, her measurements to the decimal point, was her skin colour uniform throughout or are some areas darker, does she know about him, does she think about tell me Kong you’re under orders you have to tell me I am your superior-

He never told this to anyone, yes partly because of his orders but how does one explain this level of delusional or obsession or- the word didn’t matter, there was no word strong enough to describe the depths the saint was sinking to.

The day he walked into the knight's office only to immediately the photograph of his presumed deceased daughter-in-law smiling up at him was a day he could truly say he felt fear.

Figarland, completely lost in himself, only smiled graciously.

“We’ve been expecting you Commander.”

Ever since the Celestial lost that wife of his, he’s been like this. That wife of his with the red hair that the man seemed about as obsessed with as the damn wings…

Red hair, wings… wasn’t there some damned fairy tale his daughter-in-law swore up and down was true? Something about someone in it being an ancestor of hers?

Kal-… gora? No Kal-something… Kal-… Kal-…

Gara.

Kalgara.

… what the hell was a Celestial Dragon doing obsessing over a four century old bedtime story if it wasn’t real?

Dammit… he owed the woman an apology. And now it was too, little too late…

“The Figarland family is older than the first stones of Mary Geoise, you are well aware. Our founder, Garmr, was the general responsible for leading the combined forces of the twenty kingdoms against the savages of the lower world… None of whom fought so fiercely as the Shandia of Jaya.”

Kong’s eye twitched. His daughter-in-law was dead, and his son and grandchildren were scattered to the four winds and grieving. And he was getting a history lesson.

“Those winged wretches slaughtered him, and his son, Fenrir, took up his sword and payed them in kind. My family has been leading the God’s Knights and hunting those vermin down ever since.”

Ah. So his family was mourning because of an eight hundred year old blood feud that they had nothing to do with. How… perfectly reasonable…

“I, too, have been carrying on this thankless battle. And when dear Shamrock’s day to lead comes, so shall he. So you must understand, when I learned of this… woman… I had to either bring her to heel or snuff her out.” He spoke so flippantly, as if he hadn’t dug himself so deep in this mania that he could no longer see the sky.

“And the same will go for that half-breed grandson of yours, once I have him located. He’s quite the clever little traitor, but he won’t evade me for long…”