#talking about Dunstan is one of the few things that'll set Garion off

[west-tokyo-incidents]

"We have to defeat Dunstan!"

Garion's eyes slowly blink. He knows this song and dance.

It's like this, every time. If a timeline gets this far without an alteration, this is always where it leads. So few actually stayed on the straight and narrow good vs evil. Which makes sense, humans rarely, if ever, believe in a truly black and white.

He was lounged out on a low concrete wall, the good douji having their gathering in the small courtyard of the abandoned hospital.

He redirected his eyes from them, spinning his cane in his hand boredly. Trickery's parrot voice giggled, and spat out a mockery of them.

It incited anger in the young man who was the master of the Ultimate Good. Garion just kept quiet as his douji heckled Yamato.

"That's enough, Trickery." His voice is sharply stern, "Help me up." The mimic douji snapped his jaws shut, returning to his master's side. Garion holds an arm out and Trickery pulls him to his feet. His bad leg has gone weak, sitting on the hard surface, and he leans heavily on his cane. He knows the others have noticed his change in attitude, and doesn't plan to stick around long.

"Well, you all have fun on your wild goose hunt. I think I'd rather spend my time with more reasonable people." He put on a smile and waved a hand before beginning to walk away.

"It's the only way we can end this crap! Unless you have a better plan!"

Fury shoots through Garion and he has to stop himself, knuckles going white around the snake head of his cane. Trickery flicks his eyes between his master and Yamato. Garion takes a breath, steadying himself. As he turns around, the happy, nonchalant, almost dopey smile is back in his face.

"Oh, no, Mr. Yamato, don't mind me. You have your fun trying to defeat a man who's omnipresent and able to change timelines at will. You enjoy that. I'll simply have no part in it." He waves a hand dismissively. Though he can tell they know something deeper is in his words, he doesn't care. The deviation will soon tear them away from that plan entirely. It's only a matter of time.

He turns to continue down the road leading away from the hospital and back to his car. Trickery is skipping along beside him, giggling, "Dunstan makes you really mad, huh?"

"Yeah..." A sigh, "Yeah, he really does. Let's go check on Vice, hm? I wanna see how close he is to making Paresse snap now." He opens the driver's door and slips in.

"Oooouh, yeah!! Should be any time now." Trickery never opened the passenger door, but is sitting there beside him, phone open and clicking through texts, "The evil douji are meeting tonight, too!'

Garion makes a knowing hum, smiling to himself.

He liked these timelines.

#just a little garion drabble #tbh the more i write him the more im like 'fuck this is just Fussa' LMAOO #tho tbf hes a wee bit more unhinged #just wee bit #okay a lot bit #ress writes #garion dubois #the facility #trickery #talking about Dunstan is one of the few things that'll set Garion off #he is desperate to kill that man and end his tinkering in timelines so they can just deal with the mess that's already there #it's comparable to trying to clean up a messy room #but the kid who caused it is still throwing toys everywhere #except the kid is a grown man #and the mess is billions upon billions of timelines #and the grown man is powerful beyond comprehension