Rick nodded and unrolled his brownish yellow bundle; revealing a NYFD getup he started suiting into while he talked as well as a chunk of black rock. He removed his denim jacket that indeed revealed an armpit holster under his left arm with some sort of handcannon tucked into its cradle. As he put on the overclothes, he began his sharing.

"Pleasure to meet y'all, my name is Richard and you can call me Rick. But..." As casually as he can, he picks up the two handed chunk on asfault he got from some streetwork outside. White skin turned black as the properties of the tar and stone absorbed into his outermost layer. He gained a foot to his height and the floor under him groaned in contest. "Somehow I think 'Brick' is going to be my nickname."