all that we got is a dream and a glock and we don't believe anything that they say
“Yeah, we are.” Sunjata replies easily, a rise and fall of his shoulders to that. Still, the surprise that cascades over Oliver’s face has him chuckling lightly, nodding along with the whole follow-up comment. “I am happy.” He snorts, surprisingly. He’d just… Sort of given into the not giving a fuck anymore what people think when it comes to him and his relationships, how fast he moves on, how quick things might go. Where once, it scared him and kept him trying to keep everything that could get in and see the cracks of his soul at an arms-length.
Now though? He was past caring. Some things were still secretive, and some things weren’t. It was what it was.
So he focuses on Oliver’s comment of getting a bribe to get out and Sunjata shakes his head a small amount, lifting the glass with the alcohol to his lips before he focuses back on Oliver. “You’d need a pretty good bribe, I’m thinking.” He replies with a hum of a laugh and a slight smirk crossing his lips. But he focuses on what Oliver mentions about his plans, his home, what he’s been doing, and a brow raises to that. “That’s good, I’m glad to hear it.” Sunjata replies easily, shifting in his seat a small amount to turn toward Oliver a bit more full on.
The question of the tattoos has him looking down to the blacked out arm, swirled with a galaxy design within the waves. Running a hand along it, he looks back to Oliver with a shake of his head and a slightly softer smile. “Halo, actually.” He begins, inclining his head a small amount. “The guy used a bit of healing magic so we could get the arm done in one sitting.” He rumbles with a quiet laugh. “Just gotta go get the other one done now.”
Now though? He was past caring. Some things were still secretive, and some things weren’t. It was what it was.
So he focuses on Oliver’s comment of getting a bribe to get out and Sunjata shakes his head a small amount, lifting the glass with the alcohol to his lips before he focuses back on Oliver. “You’d need a pretty good bribe, I’m thinking.” He replies with a hum of a laugh and a slight smirk crossing his lips. But he focuses on what Oliver mentions about his plans, his home, what he’s been doing, and a brow raises to that. “That’s good, I’m glad to hear it.” Sunjata replies easily, shifting in his seat a small amount to turn toward Oliver a bit more full on.
The question of the tattoos has him looking down to the blacked out arm, swirled with a galaxy design within the waves. Running a hand along it, he looks back to Oliver with a shake of his head and a slightly softer smile. “Halo, actually.” He begins, inclining his head a small amount. “The guy used a bit of healing magic so we could get the arm done in one sitting.” He rumbles with a quiet laugh. “Just gotta go get the other one done now.”
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.
