[h2]Dirk Messir - Re-Enter the Gun[/h2]
'Because you're bad at hiding, Shave,' Dirk says, ducks between Violent's legs to avoid guns hide again, 'and you don't know how to hide. If you could hide, you would hide better. Hi.'

[i]Shut up Idiot! He'll hear you Dumbass![/i]

Nuh, no, Dirk is the safest now. Divine Purpose tells him how to how he can scooch around and be the cool man boy child [s][b]BITCH[/b][/s] person. But right now, he had to has bean behind his back already. Now Violet was the one who will got the pistol, to at his neck, with a knife. Finger. Finger Pistol.

Also he could apparently create infinite Rum. Dirk frowned to hear this by tilting his head. 'That is not the point. He splits things, like himself,' he would point out, as he would do his attack attempt. And it would have to be a fast attack attempt, since from the sound of silence, there were bad times occurring that would lead to bad times in the near future. Dame.