He had lost Thunder Clappy since they both departed the boat that had brought them to seven. He wasn’t to concerned as they were both in the same guild now so they would for sure meet up there. The problem for Avery was that he was a sponge in a man’s world.
”Ey, let go of me fartface I got my paper right here”
Avery would shove the ticket stub into the angry dock guard as he questioned him, it was something he was used too. He looked suspicious to everyone all the time, but he typically had a fix, this losers was all too obvious. He could see his bad knee from a mile away, luckily he wouldn’t need to waste his healing talent on scum. He was ok with the stub and left Avery alone; upset he’d buy mineral water. He had heard about all its great properties from the lady selling it, but it just tasted like water that made you burp and tickled your throat.
That’s when he saw Thunder Clappy his leader and dear friend across the way. He’d run towards her and trip or was he tripped? Avery would go tumbling into the canal that they were near causing a big splash of cold water on Thunder Clappy’s back. He’d start to panic shouting, but the water was going in his mouth causing him to sound like a garbled man drowning. Realizing that talking while in water was hard, Avery would swim to shore, the water was cold but not nearly as cold as he was when he lifted himself out. He could feel his sponge like skin on his torso start to clam up.
”Sorry bout that boss, its fucking cold in there but you see my splash…guess not since cause I hit your back.”