He came down the ship and returned to his home.
He heard from the 5 Elders on the way back to Marineford. They applauded him on his job but as Galan expected, they didn't want him to continue looking for Dragon and the Army. It was a futile effort as anyone could see.
The pirates were brainwashed and left to be devout believers, they said that they would be taking over the operation on the Revolutionary Army for the moment, putting their Cipher Pols on the job.
However, they did tell him they were satisfied with his work this time.
Galan thanked them gratefully, full of submissive intentions as they told him to be on standby until further notice.
Now he had pretty much nothing to do, however he was thinking of leaving Marineford for a bit… He didn't have a place to go but there was never a place for him in the first place. He reckoned that nobody would miss him anyway.
As he was thinking about where to go, Kong visited his house!
Galan was stunned and Kong sat down, slamming a bottle of liquor on the table, cursing "That toothless fuck Zephyr didn't want to come! Said something about visiting his family's grave! The poor bastard. They didn't even catch the faggot that did it either." He slammed the table and shouted "'Cus of one rat fuck, I lost an Admiral!"
Galan sat down with a t-shirt and shorts, replying slowly "Zephyr is a strong guy, I can't imagine what I would do." Kong laughed and poured out the liquor into glasses, "You'd've probably killed every pirate you saw for the rest of your miserable life! GAHAHAHA!" Galan smiled slightly and sipped his drink. Kong took a big gulp and let out a satisfied breath, looking at the bottle, "No wonder Zephyr, that little asshole likes this shit. Anyway…" he put the bottle back down and looked at Galan, continuing "I just got transfer requests."
Galan stared at him blankly and Kong pointed at Galan's nose, saying "Don't look at me like a retard! You know it's your ship! What happened?" Galan replied simply "I helped get information from prisoners." Kong rolled his eyes and scoffed, "I fuckin' knew it. These poor worms can't stomach anything nowadays! I remember when you were a kid-Gahahah!"
He laughed and slapped his knee, "One of my men had brains splatter on his face and he was fine! Stupid bastard even laughed about it afterwards! Gahahahahaha!" Galan smiled slightly and Kong sighed, drinking from his glass "Different times… I was told to watch my language today. By some octoasshole faggot recruit! So I threw him into the sea and watched him swim from the excited Dolphins."
Kong grumbled and Galan chuckled, holding his glass with both hands. Kong reached over the table and patted Galan's head, saying "Listen, kid. Don't get all hung up on these recruits. They transfer, they transfer. Who cares? We have more than enough marines for you to run through…"
Then he laughed, "Even if you want those Delta boys back, I can do it! Gahahaha!" Galan scrunched his nose as Kong palmed his head, ruffling his hair just like he used to. Then he pulled Galan's head to look at himself as Kong changed completely. saying grimly, "Another thing. Whatever you're doing. Acting like a faggot dog that pisses when its okay. Pretending to be softer than baby shit."
Kong leaned in and stared into Galan's eyes, saying slowly "I don't care who you go for. What target you have. Who you want to bring to justice. But if you get caught…" Kong's eyes exploded with Conqueror's Haki, "There won't be anybody else. Only me. And I'll be the last person you ever see. You got that?"
Galan teared up and smiled slightly "You…" Kong pulled Galan into his shoulder, hugging his head with one arm as he said "Of course, kid. I raised you, and I will put you in the ground. Only me, nobody else." Galan nodded softly and hugged Kong, who smiled slightly, shaking him, "Do me a favor and don't get caught… you rat fuck."
In the end, all the Marines on Galan's ship were replaced. Even Bell-mere left… She returned to the East Blue from Marineford and was promoted to Captain on Galan's recommendation.
He didn't go to see her off.
He was currently on a paid vacation at Marineford.
Which meant, he was sitting in his house and training.
The year was 1501 at the moment. Galan was 37, he was born early in 1464.
Today
Galan decided to walk around Marineford and make a stop at the bookstore.
He passed by laughing Marines off-duty and quite a few couples, seeing as how he wasn't in Admiral uniform, nobody really paid attention to him.
He was wearing a simple white t-shirt with black shorts and one strap wooden sandals. However, as he continued working out, his build got bigger and bigger so he looked extremely strong.
His arms seemed to be sculpted from stones along with his legs. Coupled with his height of 6'8, he was quite the monster. Although, he wore oversized t-shirts for this reason. As well as a black undershirt and leather gloves to cover up his tattoos.
His black hair was messy and bangs hung in front of his face, parting around his bright blue eyes that always seemed to shine no matter what.
The difference between him and Garp was he was in a constant state of Life Return, compacting his muscles and slimming himself down to appear smaller. It was not even a conscious effort anymore, it was more permanent now out of habit.
He liked having more agility, otherwise he would look like a square much like Garp did. Which would be bad since Galan liked to get close and personal.
At any rate, he was quite handsome, but unassuming. He didn't stand out because he didn't want, nor care, to.
As he passed by the couples and off-duty Marines, he happened to catch Zephyr training a group.
He stopped for a moment before continuing on his walk.
Zephyr looked at his back and smiled slightly before resuming his instructor life.
Galan carried on, going to the main street bookstore and purchasing a few books as well as a new chess set. After paying the clerk, he left the store and looked at the sun, thinking that he should go buy sunglasses sometime soon.
Just as he had this thought, he turned to see a young girl trying on spiked chokers from a stall. She seemed to find one she liked and paid the shop owner before going to sit down at a stone table, seemingly waiting for someone.
The girl blew the long hair in front of her face and tapped on the table, an array of bracelets on her wrists.
Just as she was waiting, a big man sat across from her. She snorted and looked at him, saying "Not interested, old man." Galan tapped on the table in silence and the girl looked at it, seeing a chess layout. She looked up and said "I wasn't-"
Galan ignored her and started setting up the pieces that were in a stone drawer under the table. The girl frowned and Galan asked "What's your name?" The girl looked at the chess pieces and said "Doll."