Not United for long... (Closed)

"I'm not drunk... I'm just hangover, man... Gimme a break... Yesterday was my first day off in weeks!" Karma muttered as he leaped over the first row on tables. As Meteo's fireblasts bolted towards him, Karma dropped and rolled under the second row of tables, avoiding fiery wall, though it did scorch the tables. As Meteo jumped in the air and fired his balls ((sorry, guys, you're fired)), Karma sighed and kicked out the frontplate of the tables and rolled under the third row. The fireballs landed on the first and second rows, shattering a couple in the process.
Now it was Karma's turn. He drew his revolvers, without much hope, but with an air of 'ima gonna try this, mebbe it'll work', stood up (breaking through the table in the process), took aim in a milisecond and fired. Four bullets bolted through the air, destination Meteo.

The bullets flew through the air, just as Meteo was coming down from his jump. He didnt have enough time to avoid them, but luckily he was already at a strange angle from previously firing his balls ((damn, I needed those!)). The first narrowly avoided him, but the second found it's mark, burying itself into Meteo's arm. The velocity of the bullet sent him into a spiral downward, and managed to take him out of the path of the other bullets. Meteo crashed back down on the table, flipping it in the process.

"Apparently he's not as drunk as we thought. "
"Shut up, Max." The fire manipulator quickly doused his wound with fire, allowing the heat to cauterize the wound. He then began preparing small concentrations of air as he called out to the gunslinger. "Didnt anyone tell you? Guns arent allowed in here!" The pockets of concentrated air drifted around lazily, their presence unnoticeable except by Meteo ((unless you can feel the shifting currents, like if it were to brush up against you, etc)). "You will be punished for your transgressions!" Alex lifted the table, flinging into the air with a pillar of flames. It landed in the general area that Karma was last seen, in an attempt to draw him out. If he were to show himself, Meteo could ignite the concentrated air bubbles and create an explosion. Then he could hopefully get back to dealing with the altarboy.