(Open) Good Ol' Ultraviolence

Ranyx was so refreshed. The simple act of planting his roots gave him so much water! Ranyx heard Soren talking to someone else. Oh great.

(Sorry if it seems like I god modded that lol no one can survive being shot by a god damn elephant gun lmao you should really work on how you enter some place you can't just shoot someone right off the bat or they will be forced to god mod that first shot haha)

Soren had anticipated this, anyone with a big gun would surely have some smaller arms available. Putting both of his hands up he created a dense black shell around his current location by super pressurizing the air around him. The black shell worked like his orb but Soren had anticipated a much more diverse attack. When the bullet was absorbed the shell shattered and immediately Soren activated his power again, this time to appear above Brand. Slicing his hands through the air several vaccuum blades were sent hurdling through the air at an immense speed.

(Not really anyone could in this world could dodge the blast. The bang comes much quicker then the shot and also he could have used his leaf shield technique. I expected something like that; it's fine.)
These blades that were launched at him started up the natural survivalism of the tiger. It threw off Brand launching him away from the air blades with a violent thrash and turned into its metal form. A quick brakefall saved him from damage and he easily pointed the rifle up not in a specific targeted area, but at his general direction. Rolling away to a fighting stance he popped his neck into a more relaxed way. "sorry, rolled on my neck for a little."

"You will never hit me with such impure metal. You will never hit me from any range." Slowly Soren fell to the earth, planting his feet in a comfortable relaxed way holding his hands up. "Blasting is getting boring, shall I show you the true hand of fate?" Soren grinned, cracking the knuckles on his left hand now by simply flexing it. "Anything you throw at me will be crushed, just like your hopes." His stance was unorthodox and very lax, shrugged shoulders and a slightly bent left knee.

The sounds of conflict were rather apparent. Gunshots were easily recognizable, but other sounds not so much. The tearing of the earth? She knew that. The roar of a singularity as it gorged itself on the very air around it? She knew that too, but could not believe it was not her. Gliding through the town, rooftop to rooftop, Clarisse silently observed. The battlefield was an odd, horrendous thing to observe. Heaps of bodies, twisted roots and trees, upturned earth. It was easy enough to tell who had the power similar to her own.

Playing upon the wind were the voices of the combatants, allowing the bounty hunter to ascertain at least some information. There was still no indication of why these people were fighting, but the fighters themselves were unmistakable. Brand and Soren. Large bounties matched by impressive strengths. She did not recognize the gunman. Possibly another bounty hunter? Proper etiquette would suggest she not interfere with another's attempt at collecting a bounty, and at the moment, she had the time to spare. It would be best to wait.

"impure metal? This bullet is pretty holy. That's what I'd think; but then again who am I? Oh yeah, you're rival." He had his elephant gun aimed at his enemy in one hand; and the howdah pistol in the other. Aiming at his right calf with the elephant gun and the skull with the other gun, he fired. The recoil from wielding such a powerful rifle in one hand would raise it up from calf level to about thigh level. "You can dodge as much as you want, I'm not going to lose." While these bullets came in, the steel tiger prowled from behind, angeling for the best pounce.

Gael returned his roots to his pores, refreshed. He created a Poultice, and wetted it with some of his water from his water bottle, then applied it to the fractures. The Poultice numbed the pain of the fractures, and Gael was forced to temporarily put the broken bones back in his arm, then he wrapped the arm in a case of vines. "Bastard..." Gael was now able to move, and he wouldn't be able to take both of them. He raised his right arm, sending vines after the man with the gun.

(Hola, did you forget about this?)

((Editted to help us along))

(Post, RESUMED.)

"My rival? You could never hope to touch the heavens. You could never conceive to be able to attack me. Give up." His flexed hand still in the air, quickly he vanished from his current position to an area directly behind Brand and in a flash Soren jetted that same hand out toward the center of his back, aiming to crush his entire chest cavity from behind. Noticing the vines coming up as well Soren grinned for a moment as his hand flew through the air.

Gael noticed Soren was prepared to kill the man, and he couldn't let that happen. He redirected the vines at Soren, attempting to slow him down.

"The heavens? I don't need to touch the heavens. I just need to shoot a moving target... stop being so dramatic!" Brand was getting annoyed. The vines weren't a threat, he could just call in his wild machete and cut them, but this Soren man, while he was a psychopath, had very powerful abilities. He jumped forwards and down, then pushed off to the left rolling himself away. He reloaded his gun when he stopped rolling on the ground and smiled "you aren't perfect and even if I can't kill you, mother nature can." Brand muttered; the fight overpowering the sound.

At the skillful dodge Soren was left open for brief and as such he was wrapped by the vines that had been coming for him. It wasn't a shock to Soren, after all he was not untouchable but the nature of his ability made these vines an intense advantage. His power effected the whole from a part, meaning by touching anything connected to his target he could still work his ability on it. As he was constricted he merely smiled, a sick cynical one that wreaked of blood. "Dramatic would imply me not actually touching heaven...but you see..." His Soren quickly placed his palm on a portion of the vine holding his body, instantly crushing it and anything attached to it even underground. "I truly am a god among men." Putting his hands up to both opponents, he stood ready for the next assault not forgetting the Brand's little friend either. If it came close he would swiftly crush it.

So Soren figured himself a god? Clarisse pondered the question as she moved a coin between her fingers, a nervous tick she picked up a while ago. At least it was starting to make sense who made that pile of bodies. The bounty hunter began to form a plan, but still did not move. Soren had displayed no weaknesses yet other than his inflated sense of self. Being a gravity user herself, she wondered if she could deflate that. But now was not the best time. A chance would present itself; at least she hoped.

((May i join this story ive actually come up with a good idea))

((Have at thee, nikz. Feel free to join in.))

Gael looked on at his vine, crushed in upon itself. Thank goodness he hadn't been holding on to it. He pushed himself out of the earth with his vines, in order to see his opponents fully.

The shore was quiet, only the noises on the island, Nishki remained silent and then sighed

Nishki:"Why the hell do i have to go and meet Soren? He is the creepiest one..."
Mary walks next to him

Mary:"Because the the Fleet Admiral commands us to do this. Soren Kafka is a Schibukai after all, and it is required we check on them at least once a month, this is protocol sir..."

Nishki looked forward : "Then why me? send the admirals to do it, besides Soren hates me and he will probably attack me anyway"

A marine grunt runs up and salutes to Nishki and Mary: "SIRR, we are near the destination, we have reports that there is a massive battle ensuing, reports claim that Soren might be fighting a whole variety of pirates!!"

Nishki stared towards the island : "Of course, that man is powerful..... very well, i shall go and see the commotion and see if it is worth our time, ill just say hi and bye to Soren and then leave...."

Mary looked concerned : "sir maybe we should come with you..."

Nishki squatted down on the floor preparing and then: "NO, you and the soldiers are not to follow me inside there, i forbid it, that man will kill all in his path and none of my men shall die, i just need to speak with him for a while..."

Nishki' body blazed into blue flames and he finally took off completing his transformation,he flew towards the island leaving a blaze of blue in the sky

Gael looked up and saw a large, firey object coming at them at a high speed. "Of course, it wasn't bad enough with just Soren..." Gael muttered, sending a vast quantity of vines at Soren and the other man. Each vine contained a Immobilizing plant, so hopefully he could stop them from moving so that he could get away, before the firey thing got to them.

Nishki landed on a nearby building to see the carnage, he maintained his distance from Sosen fighting

Nishki: "OIII, Sosen long time no see....."

A marine? Clarisse thought. But if he knows Soren, then that means... She slammed her head audibly against the roof she was on. He was with the government. It made sense with all the bodies belonging to pirates. Scowling down at the shingles, she concluded that the bounties to collect here would be too much trouble. Hoping the clatter went unnoticed, Clarisse slid down from the roof, putting a row of buildings between her and the conflict. There was nothing else to do here.

((It's Soren, in case you forgot))

Another humanoid. Fan-freaking-tastic. Surprisingly, Gael wasn't dead yet. He re-routed a vine to go after the newcomer, spewing Immobilizing gases along the way.

Nishki jumped down from the building and noticed something moving towards him,

Nishki: "sighs, Great, and i wanted to actually relax, "
Nishki transforms into full pheonix form and uses Blaze wave, using his wings to launch a giant wave of blue fire burning the thing moving towards him

Nishki turns back to normal

:"Its really annoying when i do that so i rather you let me chat with Soren for a few minutes, hang on, wait a minute (Nishki looks at Gael) haven't we met before....?"

"No, as far as I know, we've never met," Gael said, having gathered a considerable amount of moisture. If need be, he could use Titan or Trap. Hopefully not Trap. "Never met you before. Only Marine I know at all was a guy named Ti'ar."

"hmmm i see, oh well, (turns his gaze to soren) well as you can see im here to check and balance, and it seems that you are doing well, but the thing is, i need to know Soren, is there any chance of you attending the meeting the old man had planned?"
Nishki was being patient and cautious , he knew Soren's behavior and didn't want to antagonize him, but Nishki kept an eye on Gael, something was up with his movement. Nishki also noticed the other person in the area, probably a bounty hunter.

Gael's plants were obviously useless versus Nishki, his Titan would kill him against Soren, and the third man had that metal contraption thing. He was at a severe disadvantage. Vines came out of the ground and wrapped around his hand. He was prepared for a distraction if necessary.