[h2]Dirk Messir[/h2]
A month had passed, a month of glorious, terrifying freedom. Kanki's death had been mourned by Sunny and Jax; Dirk, having not known the fishman personally, and not really knowing how to act about the topic, remained quiescent about it for the most part. Slaves died, constantly, and they weren't mourned by anyone, least of all their fellow slaves. In less than a week, Dirk had already grown fond of his fellow crew members - Sunny was assuredly the same sort of nice as Chipper had been, and Jax seemed similar, though perhaps in a more reserved fashion. Even the new doctor, Fadel, seemed friendly, though he was completely silent.

So he'd revealed his Devil Fruit at about that time, and described an idea he had had to use it to get rich. What followed were a series of sales to various rich nobles on various islands, followed by treks into the buildings on Dirk's part to reacquire the Devil Fruit every single time. Each was fraught with peril, and the possibility that his Divine Purpose might fail him at that very moment; yet each was successful in its goals, and enough money was made to purchase a brand new ship, the Rose Horizon, far better suited to its task than the previous one had been.

But before that, there had been Reverse Mountain. If the retheft of the Devil Fruit had been peril-fraught, the battles that took place against various Marine crews during their bid to pass over those disturbed waters had been far worse. More than once did Dirk find himself hidden from sight only by the back end of a Marine soldier proper, and the old ship had been all but destroyed by the time they'd made it to the port that Rose Horizon had been constructed on.

But now that was over. The Devil Fruit remained in Dirk's coat, he'd discovered that he'd acquired a bounty of one hundred million Beli - nearly three times over what Sunny himself had been granted, likely for having killed an important person and stolen a Devil Fruit - and as of now, they were officially in the Grand Line.

And his captain was proposing they head to a [i]prison island.[/i] Dirk liked the guy, but...

But he probably knew what he was doing. He was certainly strong enough to not be taken out so readily. And Dirk knew his Divine Purpose was generally reliable.

"I'm not fond of the idea," Dirk stated bluntly, after several moments of staring at Bogard. "I don't want to get captured again. But I'd like to be helpful. And maybe I'll be needed. Maybe my Divine Purpose will help shield you too. So I'll go in with you."