all that we got is a dream and a glock and we don't believe anything that they say
To be honest, Sunjata could care less about orgies and the like. His focus is on the curse itself, something that seemed relatively uncommon all things considered – whereas he imagined the rest of it happened quite frequently. But the explanation does cause him to chuckle as he sends the cow up and down the alley again, smashing and squishing gourds in its wake, before he releases his hold on it to let it go back to grazing, and perhaps eating the leftovers of the gourds themselves.
The wink given from Oliver has him shaking his head in a small smirk as the gourds begin to slow, seeing the carnage and beginning to turn away. “Something to do with your dick, I’d assume. Knowing Frey, that is.” He teases back in a quiet, yet amused rumble. Oliver would probably feel the amusement radiating within the Attuned bond.
It remains as Sunjata mentions he’s moving to Torchline, and he nods to that before another quiet chuckle leaves him. “I’ve already moved in. I’m the Arbiter there, now, so even got a position in the government.” Something good, he supposes, among a mess of things that weren’t at all good. “Remi’s the governor now.” He pauses, considering, watching the rest of the gourds fully begin to disappear, before he turns to Oliver with a shrug. "Want to go back to the VlamVloed and grab a drink?" Somewhere they wouldn't have to worry about gourds any more, hopefully.
The wink given from Oliver has him shaking his head in a small smirk as the gourds begin to slow, seeing the carnage and beginning to turn away. “Something to do with your dick, I’d assume. Knowing Frey, that is.” He teases back in a quiet, yet amused rumble. Oliver would probably feel the amusement radiating within the Attuned bond.
It remains as Sunjata mentions he’s moving to Torchline, and he nods to that before another quiet chuckle leaves him. “I’ve already moved in. I’m the Arbiter there, now, so even got a position in the government.” Something good, he supposes, among a mess of things that weren’t at all good. “Remi’s the governor now.” He pauses, considering, watching the rest of the gourds fully begin to disappear, before he turns to Oliver with a shrug. "Want to go back to the VlamVloed and grab a drink?" Somewhere they wouldn't have to worry about gourds any more, hopefully.
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
