[i]Ghiaccio had stopped in place, then did a simple flip in the air, landing softly on the ground. Then [b]it[/b] appeared. A figure of similar height and build to Ghiaccio, it was pearl white, as was it's eyes. Blue stripes streaked diagonally from both of it's shoulders, going down to it's hips. It had a smooth, yet somewhat bulbous head, as if it wore a helmet. What was certain though, it was a Stand. White Album Act II, as Ghio had named it. It was a vastly superior version from Act I. A disk had been formed in it's hands, some bizarre goo dripping from it every other second. White Album had approached a dead corpse and placed the disk into it's forehead, it went right in, as if it was a DVD Player. Ave Maria started to play, the sound of it reaching a good distance away from the body itself. Ghiaccio strutted his way back into a alleyway, merely biding his time.[/i]