"Onikeiju!" Came the cry from the backroom, in a voice that sounded distinctively harsh and guttural.  It was his 'call', as he'd refer to it; it's what caused his armor to fully snap into place and lock in around him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vigilante Armor Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c195/TheOneTheOnlyTheShane/alkarl.png) </div></div><br/>He steps through the doorway, and instantly, his gaze goes to the lieutenant, who was fumbling with his gun. "You!" He exclaims as he charges forward, moving to slam his Knuckle Duster right into the man. "Taste the fist of justice!" Came another exclamation, in an over the top fashion. It was almost hard to take him seriously.  This was intentional, though.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Oh god, I actually have no clue what in the hell I'm supposed to roll. </div></div>