"I'm just glad to finally get to roast some scumbags with my blazing juice" Jack said to them as he held his right hand up in front of his face and watched it become covered in flames thanks to his powers. He felt no pain and his skin didn't melt. He sometimes gave his flaming oil funny names to amuse himself more when he used his destructive power. Some thought he was out of his mind, Jack just thought of himself as your classic Texan. Ether way he was ready to go out and do his duty by dispensing justice and making criminals suffer. 

He still wasn't sure if working as a member of a team was the type of work he would put up with but this was his only way to use his powers in a legal way. He watched the others use their gadgets and he didn't really touch his, he wasn't a big fan of gadgets, he preferred to rely on his instincts and the tools he was handy with. Jack was equipped with his Bowie knife and also had a shotgun strapped onto his back. He was dressed in the proper attire for going out to fight crime was an outfit similar to riot officer but instead of a visor or helmet, Jack wore his cowboy hat. Now he was simply waiting for them to get to their target