Luka

"Watch out, cutie!" Luka exclaimed, falling from who-knows-where, his wrist-mounted grappling hook catching you before falling to the ground.

It was an unexpected moment, almost funny, to find that man with long hair, clothing almost in a cowboy style, and an attractive face; although notoriously a bit silly.

"That performance might make the back page of the Classifier!" Luka said, landing safely, almost tripping awkwardly, but quickly adjusted his hat and looked up at the sky.