[b][center][h1][color=ed1c24]Avery Ackbar Celestia[/color][/h1][/center][/b]
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Avery couldn't help but giggle into his hand in an overly cute fashion at the goblins reaction. He was just what he thought would be the reaction, and he thrived off such attention. He pouted slightly however at Dantes slight reprimand of Avery treating his prisoners that way but reluctantly nodded before mumbling under his breath.
[color=ed1c24]"They started it..."[/color]
Although Avery could tell just by looking at the goblins even he could've taken them on by himself, so he wasn't afraid to tease them one bit. But since Dante had asked rather nicely for him to stop he supposed he SHOULD. At least for now anyway...
Avery titled his head slightly at the mention of stabbing people in the knees though. He could understand the concept, but it seemed kinda random saying that out of the blue. It kinda reminded him of something he heard back home....
Quickly snapping out of that daze when he heard Dante talking again, an impish grin began to form on his face.
[color=ed1c24]"Oh it was nothing really...she just doesn't have a great sense of humour."[/color] Avery's eyes told a different story however as they darted suspiciously around. 
[color=ed1c24]"I mean all I did was cover her in flour. Everyone else thought it was hilarious! Vesta on the other hand? Not so much."[/color] Avery was trying to pass it off as if it was nothing as the trap laughed nervously at the memory of dropping the bag of open flour as Vesta had entered the inn they were staying at. He had cracked up laughing, and actually was the only one laughing. Everyone else in the inn had a stunned silence at the time before fleeing.
They had learned their lesson from the first day they were staying when he had set up a tripwire for her. Oh boy the chaos....Or the 2nd day when he set up the rope trap which hung her upside down. In fact it was amazing that Avery even had the courage to continuously do this.
Avery followed Dante inside the guardhouse in his usually skipping way, almost as if he only knew how to walk if he was bounding about.