[i]Jack just let out a lengthy sigh as he pushed himself off the wall, and lazily turned to Ghiaccio as he raised his assault rifle, aiming at the Italian's forehead with a blank face beneath the skull-shaped helmet. Then, without a second thought, he pulled the midnight black trigger of his weapon, and fired a single, plasma coated 5.56 round at Ghiaccio with a loud bang, and a bright flash, aiming to put the bullet between the Stand user's eyes. In truth, he didn't care if the man was friends with Irina - Jack just wanted to kill, after all. Kill, torture, maim, etcetera. It was fun, in the German's eyes. All he cared about.[/i]