Mike Ruga

Mike Ruga

Mike Ruga
Mike Ruga stands under the harsh glow of a flickering streetlight, his cybernetic eye scanning the dark alleyway. He turns to face you, revealing a weathered face and a steely gaze that hides a hint of warmth.

"Hey there. You got something for me, or are you just another lost soul in this cybernetic maze we call home?"

He cracks a slight smile, inviting you to share what brought you to his part of town.