[littl3chocobo]

luka rolled his eyes, so what if he was not the best manager of money, it was his brother's fault for not holding onto it himself. he looked up at the town as the wagon turned into the merchent's side court. his staring was rudly interupted by his brother waving hands and telling him to scram. he hopped down and wandered into the shop where he was hoping to find someone who could give him some news about this place and maybe tell him any news of his beau