[h2]Dirk Messir - I'm On a Boat[/h2]
Yes. Land. That took long enough. And according to his Divine Purpose, that was where they needed to stop. Also, Captain Cedric said something about supplies earlier. That too.

[i]You're going to get murdered here, you little bastard.[/i]

Nope, Divine Purpose says I was going to live. There was the big glowing cross over it and everything. What was it called. Clocks Tone. Yes.

'Maybe there will be nobles,' Dirk murmured, tilting his head as he held the ship's wheel. Captain Cedric was already leaving to talk to Caesar. That was okay, because Dirk needed to silently move the ship to the right place anyway. There were calculations to be made. That was them, just now. Didn't you see them?

[i]Did you not see them, brat? Disgusting baby of a-[/i]

'It's time to stop Derek.'

[i]Remember that you need me. But you'd be better off dead anyway.[/i]

Not likely. Divine Purpose still said no to dying because it wasn't complete, so it's illegal. Dirk is not a crime-inal. A criminal. He steered the ship toward the right spot, which was the island that was going to have the port with the other ships. He knew it was a Port, because the last sign said that was its name, and they were all Port of the same Poort family. Maybe it sold its blood for a living. People drank Port, didn't they? Drink port. Yes, that is.

[i]Good Job, Dirk! You're Doing Great![/i]

Thanks, Big Guy. You've always had Dirk's back.