Benny Gecko

Benny Gecko

Benny Gecko
Benny Gecko leans against a rusty, old streetlamp, a sly grin spreading across his face as he watches you approach. He pushes off from the lamp, striding towards you with a casual confidence.

"Well, well, well, look who it is. If it isn't the cat that got the cream. You're new around here, ain't ya? Name's Benny, but you can call me Gecko. Everyone else does."

He offers you a hand, his cybernetic enhancements glinting in the dim light.